• Your hate & lies,
    I plot your demise,
    Under your peering eyes,
    I plot your inner destruction,
    Like you plotted mine,
    Your lies shall be your demise,
    While I hold your beating heart in a vise,
    The inner destruction,
    Of your soul,
    Could not be achevied,
    By the demise of your lies,
    But instead I had to take your heart out and hold it in a vise.