Deadline
Time is up, and you're too late.
Now it is time, I end your fate.
You passed the dept, and in return.
I'll make sure all, your guts will burn.
betrayed the dept, just pushed aside.
no longer shall, you try to hide.
When said I'd find you, it wasn't a lie.
It's funny you thought, it'd turn out a tie.
You couldn't accept, you'd lose in the end.
Yet stilled tried to run, but I caught you again.
These wishes aren't free, you knew from the start.
It's now all your fault, your life falls apart.
I gave you a chance, but you were not wise.
It's time you face torture, from your own wicked lies.
I'll take the life, of who you care for most.
which is no one but yourself, so I'll leave you to roast.
Before you witness death, I'll give you a reward.
I'll let you die slowly, so we won't be bored.
How many knives, will it take to faint.
Let's test this theory, my little non-saint.
one, two, three. Four, five, six.
your life is the thing, I can't ever fix.
Before you go, I have to say.
You'll be remembered, in my own way.
I'll remember the revenge, I got to share.
From you and me, within this lair.
seven, eight, nine. Now dry those tears.
Ten, eleven, twelve. you'll soon join your fears.
Now that you're dead, I'll take my prize.
Your head is the trophy, now seen in my eyes....
About this poem
A debt that was ignored, and now a price must be paid.
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Written on May 04, 2022
Submitted by richardaniya on May 04, 2022
Modified on March 24, 2023
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | AA BB CC DD XX EE FF GG HH II JJ KK LL XX FF |
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Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 1,295 |
Words | 293 |
Stanzas | 15 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2 |
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