If I could Revenge on The Blind Man
If you had a heart, I'd return the favor,and rip yours out just to savor...
I then could spit it in your face and laugh at the empty space
while my memory you try to erase...
A hole I left for you to feel, as you fall to the ground
watching you tremble, feelings of death all around...
However, from the start
you had no heart...
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