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Saturday, 19 October 2019

Salt The Wound

When I take your flesh and lacerate you exposing all your hate
There's nothing left but lies to throw away
Eviscerate you reduce you to your fate
Deleted and erased all your decay

When I think of all the hell you tried to put me through
It can't compare to what's already done
It's time to say farewell and leave you black and blue
When I rip you open all I'll do is salt the wound

The bane of my existence cancerous a tumor on my soul
Unnecessary wart upon my skin
Full of puss you're a Judas and a troll
Lance the boil rooted deep within

Rest assured when I pollute you your disease I will correct
My contagion only now I know the source
I uproot you lance the boil disinfect
Pestilence of ruin's run its course

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