Luna Moon

The Perfect Revenge - Poem by Luna Moon

Burn me down to the ground,
And smile when I'm only vermillion embers.
Or so you thought.
Because what you don't realize,
(For your stupidity is only surpassd by your ignorance)
Is that not only am I the dying embers by your feet,
Silently spitting at your shoes,
But I'm also the smoke that's swimming in your lungs.
Notice you do not,
And that's just the way I like it.
'Cause you'll never know what hit you when you're drowning in smoke three weeks from now.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 6, 2009

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