Poem - Picture With a Twist III

I've had it up to here with you.. Your lies and your deceit..
You have brought me too much pain.. The pain that you will meet..
And everytime I think of you, I see you scream in fear..
And now I have decided that you need to disappear..

The moon is rising higher now.. Up into the sky..
The wind is flowing faster and it's time for you to die..
I'm gathering my things that I will use under the moon..
Then your pain will start.. Mine will be all over soon..

I'm going to have some fun tonight.. I'm carrying a stick..
It's sharpened on one of the ends.. And with it I will prick..
And when I do, that's when he will be a problem no more..
Cause with the stick will be his head.. For me to settle the score..

The wounding will be deep.. He can not run nor hide..
And if he tries.. That's when I'll stab this stake so deep inside..
I'll smile and he will not.. I'll laugh and he will cry..
I'll sigh and he will hurt.. I'll live and he will die..

His game will soon be over.. I'm drawing down the moon..
I'm lingering out in the woods for he I will consume..
I'd be tapping on his door.. But this time I am shy..
Cause when the rest are sleeping.. His attention will be mine..

Time for me to wake you.. And drag you through the trees..
And in the morning next to you will only be the bees..
Now the game will end.. Time to say good-bye..
Time for you to scream.. Time for you to die..

I'm having so much fun tonight.. I'm carying a stick..
It's bloody on one of the ends and with it I did prick..
I'm dragging what I stabbed along on top of it and more..
His head is on the stick and his body is on the floor..

Hush now you will and no one else will hear your lies..
And when I return they won't know you were who I despised..
Some honey on your grave will be enough to call the bees..
Now you disappear.. Deep within the trees..


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