Show Me No MercyA Poem by The Mad ProphetI am not sure where this one came from. Maybe it's the like of the fantasy villian, or the monster in us all.
Your sword at my neck, bled
Why did you stop?
You cut me, but you don’t finish
You hurt me, but you help me up
Why do you do this, it make no sense
You think I would have lifted my sword from your throat
You think I would have been so merciful
I hand you my dagger now
I throw it down to your feet
You have beaten me, this is not over yet
Pick up my blade, show me your hatred
Show me the inspiration of this fight
Are you even a man?
You have beaten me, I have lost
My life is yours to take
You have won, now take the prize
You are free, choose wisely
For if I live, I will have my revenge
And if I find you again
May it be a fair fight till the end
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5 Reviews Added on June 14, 2008 Last Updated on June 14, 2008 AuthorThe Mad ProphetCedar Falls, IAAboutI always like taking the next big step through my mind. I am always trying to overcome something as simple as feelings over something. Ether it be good or bad, I try to adapt to it just to push it f.. more..Writing
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