My anger builds up inside me,

Why can people not see,

That the person who done this,

You will never again miss,

For the guilty tint that is in his eye,

Will light up the midnight sky,

This will lead you to the one,

That has made another be gone,

The next time they are seen,

Stand up to them and be mean,

Revenge is what needs to be done,

So that they cannot take another one.

The End

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