The vines grew up and twisted slowly over his slow decomposing body tighter and tighter as they went
Until he felt a burning fire in his chest as he felt no emotion and everything at once
It wrapped tighter and tighter around his chest as the pain began to feel like disappointment.
He tried to unreal them, unbind them. But, the harder he pushed against them and the more he fought the tighter they held
It reached higher and higher until it reached its neck. It savored every moment that he wish would surely end
It finally began to relent as he began to choke on his own spit and held his last breath
But, he knew. He knew one day he would make them listen. He would make them see what the definition of words truly do
And today was that day, the day he made them pay
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Under The Bark
PoetryHere is a few poems that I have written.Some of them are decent some of them are not so much
