Poem -
Really Can't have a win.
I slammed them down, like the legal stamp.
I told them off, as instructed by another's will.
I triumphed, because they failed.
Failed to keep the promises made.
Disrespect the dead and endlessly suffer, I am here to listen but won't be a buffer.
If the burden is yours, then on your head be it.
Executioner just draws the blade and quietly cuts the guilty into answers of regrets.
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Hey!! LILIANA!!.......That closing line is fantastic......don't think I've ever heard anything quite like that phrase ~ Ever!!.......I think this is related to another poem of yours....and you're still dealing with it!!....well I hope it all works out for the best in the end my friend......cause this definitely represents the angst you are having to handle!!.......ALL STARS!!......writing has always helped me through!!......hope it's helping you dear poet sister!!.......LOVE & ROCKETS!!.....T xo : )