you thought u got rid of me,
now nothing bothers u nd u r free,
you declared it was all over,
time to move on to another cover,
but fate has a different say,
try as u mite to beg or pray,
its coming bak to u
all the tears nd all the pain,
the cries, the nitemares nd emotions slain,
now is the time wen u paybak,
pray for penance nd get a stab in d back,
it will happen all ovr again,
but places will change nd so will d game,
nw u r d pawn nd not the one in CONTROL,
ready urself for a big great fall in your own hole.
all we do nw is wait for the bugles to blow nd the game begins.
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