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You call me traitor,
you call me betrayer,
you call me oath breaker,
you call me deceiver.
You insult my honor,
you insult my name,
you insult my valor,
you insult my life.
You are a fool!
You know not who I am.
I am not what you think.
I am a knight.
My honor is my life.
My name is my battle cry.
My valor is my soul.
My life is my honor.
Traitors fall beneath by blade,
and betrayers beneath my axe.
My iron fist holds my oaths,
and my spear destroys deceit.
You have now incurred my wrath.
My judgment shall be swift and just.
Fear me should we ever meet again,
for I shall unleash my vengance.
- by Michel the shade |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 09/22/2009 |
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- Title: Revenge
- Artist: Michel the shade
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Description:
When someone speaks out against you, insulting every aspect of what you are, there is nothing left but revenge.
This was written after someone I cared about tried to turn every thing that went wrong against me. She betrayed me, yet the blame still came back to me. This was how I felt about her afterwards. - Date: 09/22/2009
- Tags: revenge
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Comments (1 Comments)
- UC Poika - 09/22/2009
- Good poem but revenge is best left with an age gone by hopefully never to return. Forgive her. It will hurt her more.
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