Tuesday, February 5, 2019

Her Promise

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I never thought it'd be like this
What have you become?
The things you do make me psychotic
The way you treat my son
You don't deserve to be his mother
Don't you make my baby cry
Her promise
To fill me with anguish and sorrow before she died
I won't tell you again
I'll probably kill you if you lie
Her promise
To fill me anguish and sorrow before she died
If you touch him again
Then that's the day I end your life
My promise
To beat you with a hammer that I borrowed for you to die
Sub Zero
Topic(s) of this poem: death
Jazib Kamalvi 05 February 2019
A nice poem, Sub Zero. Read my poem Love and L u s t. Thanks.
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