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Mar 2018
blood stains
you think you're in control
you think you can do whatever you're want
my very existence proves that you're can't
strapped on this chair thats bolted to the ground
i've brought a bat with me
sturdy, sound
swing - snap - scream
i love that voice, the noise
it brings music to my ears
scream to the heavens for help
but they will not find you here
swing - crack - groan
you're being messy
you've smeared my bat with your blood
letting it pool onto the floor
i need to teach you a lesson
just a few more
swing - thud - fall
your head droops over your chest
you look like you're about to break
that's good
you took my love away from me
ordered them to do things for your benefit
i don't do that
i know respect
you don't respect them that way
so i will teach you what respect is
with my bat that's covered with your blood stains
an old piece that follows the same style as one of my previous poems
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