Here we go again.
Another angry poem,
meant to target the
enemies.
Not my enemies, but
yours. But if you are my
nemesis, than they should
be my friend.
Because my enemy's enemy
is my ally, and if this is just an
internal war; alliances should
be essential. Right?
In this case, HELL NO!!!
I can care less about them.
Our connection is our lust for
your demise.
But unfortunately you keep
breathing.
No matter how many bullets hit
you.
No matter who spits on name
you awake, unashamed.
However, you won't change me.
I will take you down, you jackass
of a Lazarus.
I refuse to let you frustrate me.
This will not be a struggle, your ass
is mine .
And if you may try, come on bitch.
Make me scream.
