Vengeance
A fire:
I will take everything
You ever loved
And burn it to the ground.
A wind:
I will whip these ashes around you,
Taunting you with memories lost,
Then scatter them to the four corners of the earth-
Farther even-
Out of your reach.
A stormy sea:
I will drown the remains
But keep you afloat
To weep in bitterness
At cruelest fate.
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