ResoluteA Poem by ChrisGo right ahead. Give me another reason. Haven't you heard? I learned of your treason. Villian, traitor, enemy of the state, I'll be there when you meet your end. You are doomed to meet this fate. The wounds I'll leave you with no one can mend. Don't play the fool. Don't pretend you're innocent. You are nothing more then a ghoul, a monster ever so virulent. All those people you killed, the web of lies you built, this treachery you instilled, yet you never felt any guilt. Welcome to your end you urchin, no longer will you be my burden.
© 2011 ChrisAuthor's Note
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