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May 2014
IV. Vengeance

1. The story goes; an enemy
        absconded with his sins
        I guess he thought that she had no one
        and that the bad guy sometimes wins.

2. How foolish I was to think I knew true rage--        
        an overwhelming blaze consumes me
        my anger's stirred a bit at evils past
        but today its fire rushes free


3. You've been marked
        marked by God's almighty touch
You are cursed
        no man evades His clutch

      

                vengeance follows close behind
                    
                patient
                
                      silent
                      
                            watchful

when it pounces
             you may flee again

but when you run
the Wrathful Hand of God will ****** you up
and hurl you at my feet
  
                 and break you

'til there's nothing left to break
Ace Malarky
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Ace Malarky  19/M/Minnesota
(19/M/Minnesota)   
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