I will make you bastards pay
I will make you all pay.
Victory will be mine one day.
And then I will of made all of you pay.
Victory will be mine.
I will replenish everything.
You must pay.
The justice bollocks system.
Didnt make you pay.
So now I will.
I will serve my own justice.
Then justice will prevel.
Once Ive dished my justice
And sold it on a plate.
I will of made you pay
Thats a must do
On my list.
The voices tell me so.
They say
You have to make them pay.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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