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'Retribution'

Visions dancing in the shell so long ago my head.
Rage a tattered portrait hanging proud above my bed.
My skull a plaster sculpture lying broken on the floor.
Memories splashed like water colors on the surface of my door.
Silver shard of agony smirking with a gleam.
Recollecting of the fun, ripping at my seams.
The walls are decorated with the remnants of my flesh.
Bones are strewn across the floor like interlocking mesh.
Maggots crawl and feast upon the thing that was my face.
My skin is decomposing at a slow and awkward pace.
But still I live, my taloned hands curled into a fist
Battering your fragile frame, kicking up a mist.
Your twisted visage bright with pain the only thing I see.
You beg and plead for mercy.  The same mercy you showed me?

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