#WritcoPoemPrompt19
Etch not unto her pliant flesh,
Cruel marks of your monstrous desire,
She bears your atrocities,
With silent rage.

Waiting to unleash her wrath..
To destroy your ego
Which made you into a monster.
The disastrous passion of your
Which left a cruel mark on her.
She bears all your rage and hatred silently
But inside her heart a storm brew .
A storm to destroy everything.
A storm to sweet away all the hatred
All the rage to a utter remorse,
She bears a silent heart of revenge
To destroy your monstrous self.


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