Revenge
You hurt her,
You violated her,
You made her cry!
She came to me with bruises,
She came to me broken,
She got shot from the sky!
You hurt the ones I love, you will pay.
You won't get it right now not today.
You will get it on my time and my way.
Go about your life have fun and play,
Know and remember I am her protector.
I will protect until she dies.
But you practically killed her,
Right in front of my eyes!
Now you must suffer,
Suffer a torturous demise.
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