I begin to indulge into insults presented,
bulge the thoughts of killin him, for tryin to prevent it
ended the conversation, with ill see you later,
greater visions of how I brought demise to the traitor
dictator no remorse when I conflict the vindicator,
walkin briskly with him, like theres nothin on matter,
chatter back and forth of the things that are at hand,
planned the killin for months so alone I must stand,
land the hand upon his shoulder in a friendly gesture,
sequester smell upon this cats shredded pleather,
never say never, is what I remembered tellin him,
into the basement smellin gin, is where he'll be dwellin then,
We walk sharply through the darkened corodors,
speakin of well wishers and the thoughts of orators,
more then four, doors in the room to the left of me,
prepared to cut his ankles, incase he wants to step to me,
Crackin jokes, as we walk into a wine cellar,(said Cella)
I pin him to the wall, and say "your a swine fellor"(said Fella)
I chain him to the cement, thats when he begins to hollor,
I screamed with him to prove that he shouldnt even bother,
he starts to weap in sorrow so I grabbed his plad collar,
I looked him deep in his eyes, to visualize despair,
kiss his forehead, back away still I stair,
I brush the hair from my eyes, and present a smile wide,
The door slams shut, I crease the door with cement,
so this entire journey can finally cease,
I look back at the door, 3 words, rest in peace.
I did this one pretty fast leave some feeback and tell me what you think.
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