Feb 2019
She will find you
She hunts for you
She will make Him pay
His atrocities
And ferocities
Will fall to her gall
And for the first time
He will know pain
She promises
He will know pain
She swears
Nothing in the world
Can hurt what soul is hers
And yours is hers
She loves you
She will find you
She will hunt for you
And if need be
She will **** you before he can
She hunts for you
She will make Him pay
His atrocities
And ferocities
Will fall to her gall
And for the first time
He will know pain
She promises
He will know pain
She swears
Nothing in the world
Can hurt what soul is hers
And yours is hers
She loves you
She will find you
She will hunt for you
And if need be
She will **** you before he can
Continuing on my metaphor of Personified Depression, this is about the antithesis of my depression also taking on sentience and fighting back for my life.
