Perfect revenge

by Natasha   Mar 9, 2006


It was the perfect revenge as i thought.
What he did haunted my mind, when i looked at him, I'd see it happening, over and over and i couldn't take it no more.
Harming myself wasn't no use, its what he wanted me to do.
And as i grew more mad
I plotted my perfect plan
At midnight as he walks all alone, I'd follow gently on my tip toes all dressed in black without a mask.
And as he see's my shadow I'll take out my dagger and stab it through his heart.
Stabbing him for all he did, giving him all the pain he caused me.
I loved you once, i love you now, rest in peace my unworthy one.

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