Sweet Revenge
I appear with a smile at your call
I'm your faithful servant
At least that's what you think
But my cheerful smile is just a ploy
That hides my true thoughts
The ones of a sweet revenge
You think that I worship you
You think that I love you
That's what will make it so sweet
When I stand over you
With a knife in my hand
And a smirk on my face
Copyright © Sammantha Wood | Year Posted 2006
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