Gameoverpt2: I'Mthe Sweetest Revenge.(This Is Not Finished)
(Note:this poem is not finished yet. But if you care to comment it regardless, i would
appreciat that very much. Let me know what you think!)
The time has come to put an end to these damn heartbroken sentiments.
I'm tired of your empty words filling his young, novice mind with nothing but sh#t.
Come on, darling, this is gonna be one hell of a night.
I hope you've brought your six shot baby, yeah cuz you're in for one hell of a fight.
Tonight will be the death of either you or me.
With my back to the wall, I've got a choice to make.
You are nothing but a liar, and you have heart that is so transparent.
I can see straight through those fictitious lies hidden behind that mask that covers your eyes.
You are so damn fake.
I don't see how I haven't allowed myself to finish you off yet.
This will be the end of you!
You're not coming home again.
I can't believe that I've been sleeping in this bed, these sheets have bled regret.
For far too long and now it's time for me to finally make my sense of this.
I'm sick of playing games and it's time for me to be the culprit.
It's time for me to bring an end to all these false prophecies and testaments that have been
spilling from your lips.
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