Revenge Poem by Saint Cynosure

I have this taste upon my lips,
its sweet as sugar fluff.
I be trefailed if I was to miss,
and fallen from this bluff.
Even some deserved so,
they get what they did give.
Emptyness and hollowed soul,
this is the sweetest kiss.
Some might say I must refrain,
and leave it in GODs hands.
But I not hims the one whos hurt,
Im ready with my plan.
Two can play this petty game,
one comes out alive.
I looked and found the only way,
by revenge I shall survive.