Settle the Score
As he lays on the floor
I have settled the score
Knife in my hand
Is this what I planned?
Years of pain and torment
Just helped to cement
He tried to out class
But this man’s soon to pass
He looks me in the eye
And he starts to cry
Looking for me to forgive
But I will outlive
As I turn and walk away
He realised this was not horseplay
I have finally settled the score
He now lays dead on the floor
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