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Vengeance

Revenge is always served on a cold plate,

like the rocks of a beautiful river.

From the calm waters you provoke in my sight,

they'll be rocks in my pain and there's no one who can resist.



I hope you get lost at sea,

because your ship will never arrive.

You had riches at the bottom of the ocean,

only you didn't destroy it because it wasn't in your plan.



I'll never forget

what you did to make me suffer.

You left me alive on the brink of death,

and it was I who was unlucky?



The poisons that walked on your lips,

were as perfect as your wise eyes.

And the perfume you smell at dusk,

will be the end of my dying presence.



Damn the love you give,

the perfect person is what you'll never be.

You drove me into darkness,

but I protected my heart.



Where is the light I gave you?

Don't throw it away or I'll suffer.

Your shadow will rise,

to the grave that awaits you.



Copyright Credit: Miguel Silva, "Vingança" from Gota d’água


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