Here lies
A bed of thorn
And on the seventh day
Revenge is born
No compromise
Tongue forewarned
And on the seventh day
The world will mourn
© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal
You mean it’s been two days since I dropped you a poem? Unacceptable.
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