By Damien Knight
Love cures the dark in my head,
Turns my blackened blood red,
Warms a heart cold with vengeance.
I give no sense repentance,
Stayed alive fighting for revenge.
My soul, on the sense self justice henge.
What is better vengence or justice?
Justice is vengence, I stand by this.
It is vengence sans emotions,
And I, the raging storm, refuse the notion.
Love me Sora, my heart warm with rage.
I’ll hold you close upon the page.
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