
I'm sorry if the ending seems repetitive, but this came from the bottom of my heart okay? Btw not to be taken literally
Rated: Fiction T - English - Tragedy - Words: 348 - Published: 09-24-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3060641
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I will face the reality
You are cruel, the world is cruel.
It's in your eyes, the hate, the anger
Your wish displayed plain and clear
To see me begging on my knees.
Given the chance you would hurt me,
Break me up and beat me down
While the world watches on in apathy.
I know what drives your fury
Why you lust for vengeance so.
I feel sorry for you, I really do.
But I must tell you this,
I cannot change what I did not do.
Times have changed my sister,
You should have let things go.
But then you rejected me,
No you struck at me
And then you ignored my cries and pleas.
You left me for dead
Torn and naked, a bleeding wreck.
I remember you laughing
Your twisted mind savoring every moment of my pain
While I screamed for a salvation I thought was denied me.
You must have believed there was no way I could be alive
After all the torment you put me through.
But you were wrong, my dear sister.
I survived.
I remember everything, my dearest sister,
Everything you put me through,
And now it's time to pay.
Violence begets violence.
It is a vicious cycle
When our emotions run high and our hate runs raw.
After all, there is a reason they say
Only the dead have seen the end of war.
There is a darkness within us,
Where our demons run free.
A darkness the light fails to touch,
Where the lines between murder and restraint are blurred.
Violence begets violence my dear sister.
It is a vicious cycle
When our emotions run high and our hate runs raw.
After all, there is a reason they say
Only the dead have seen the end of war.
We will meet again sister dear,
That much you can be sure.
Know that I will find you,
Wherever you chose to hide.
I remember everything my dearest sister,
And now it is time to pay
For violence begets violence,
And only the dead have seen the end of war.
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