My voice as sweet as honey,
My words dripping with venom.
I whisper words of comfort,
While my eyes say other.
I may look like a sheep,
But others know better.
Under these charming smiles,
A beast lays in slumber.
Revenge will be sweet-
With the taste of venom
vicious revenge feel its strain.
Engrained forever on a decaying brain.
For its a plague with no andetote. No cure.
Nothings sacred. nothings pure.
No honor here to gain but a grasp of guilt, sorrow and pain.
A trench deep seated with animosity.
Hearts too blinded by hatred to see.
Its walls engulfing like vines round a tree.
But no vegeance shall set you free.
In realising its errors and fate
The soul desperately searches to escape.
Weary, hollow, it longs to retire
But hatred enslaves as its walls grow higher
For this is one prison sentence that will never transpire..
If you fight fire with fire.
Yesterday you teased me
Which is a big no-no
I tease boys they don't tease me.
You want to stay dominate and that's what you're fighting for
But me it's for Revenge, not Dominance.