Scarlet Prt. 4: Revenge

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By *Psychopathic Child*

She sits in that same chair Waiting, sulking in her own despair You can see deep thoughts running through her eyes She’s planning something that no one can identify She waits for everyone to disappear So that she can do something that she’s been planning for this past year Thinking back to that night She can’t bare the pain She loves him just the same She takes revenge on herself For what she took away So today she says good-bye To those she caused so much pain Her name is Scarlet And this is her story Of her deep dwelling demise But is her eternal glory

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