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How could you?
How could you have betrayed me so,
And called me the traitor!?
You stole my love,
You stole my life!
You took from me all I held dear.
Oh damn this prison!
All the answers, the end to my suffering,
Lies at the tip of this knife. Farewell and good riddance!
But no... I cannot die with you still alive.
I must escape and seek you out.
I assure you my revenge will be slow.
The pain i felt will be nothing compared to what I
Will inflict upon you, my old friend.
Oh I will not kill you, but you will suffer.
I have found wealth and status
With which to exact my vengeance.
And you will be none the wiser,
Until the final stroke, when
You will know, that I am
The count of Monte Cristo.
- by Reivan The Drow |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 08/05/2008 |
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- Title: The Count
- Artist: Reivan The Drow
- Description: My first arena entry for this category XD See if you can recognize it before the last line ; )
- Date: 08/05/2008
- Tags: count poem thriller
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Comments (5 Comments)
- Mario the Davidic Hero - 07/28/2010
- not bad..... 4 stars!
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- iStab Crayons - 01/01/2009
- Pretty cool 3/5
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- xX_SweetCana_xX - 12/15/2008
- oh sorry i give u a five my bad redface
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- The Great White Death - 12/12/2008
- LAME! Nah, j/k. It was okay. 3/5.
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