Shawn Gardner Poet Ballad

Revenge

I was born of the 7 sins of Hell.
The flesh I rip, is only the start.
The more I rip, the more your blood
spills.
I use to love all the things we did.
The love we made, the words we said.
I was once on top of the mountain.
And like a stroke to my heart, I was
knocked down to the bottom.
I use to be a somebody, I use to be
strong.
But because of you *****, I'm on bended
knees weak as Hell.
I pray to God, not for my soul.
But to grant me the strength for one 
final blow.
Not to your neck, not to your heart.
But to your skull is my final blow.
Your skull will split and bleed.
And your soul will slip into the darkness.
My revenge was quick.
My revenge was swift.
I've split your skull, I've taken your life.
I told you once, I'ld pay you back.
And I've done just that.
Revenge is quick.
Revenge is swift.
Revenge set me free.

     Shawn Gardner.  11/21/2011

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