The 'revenge must be bitter-sweet
As dark and starless night.
It must be sorrowful indeed
As is an injured pride.
The 'revenge comes like endless pain,
Like injure to your heart.
You dunno when it'll come again
And when it is to start.
The 'revenge comes like an endless fear,
The fear of future life.
It flows deep down in you, and here
It cuts like sharpened knife.
It burns your body and your soul,
It never makes you free,
It brands you,and you wanna fall
To pieces, like a broken tree.
It threatens you the loss of friends
And turning into stone...
The fear, the fear that never ends...
The fear of being alone.
The 'revenge must be bitter-sweet.
I'll tell you, if you please -
We all re'venge upon, indeed -
As no-one perfect is.
The Revenge
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Хех(( Жаль, по-английскому у меня тройка, но я уверена, что стихотварение прекрасное, как всегда.
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