Punisher

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GothKitty
GothKitty
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There I sat, In the dark
Across the way, From an ancient park
The people I watched, As they walked by
Unaware, Of my folloing eye

A woman to the left, Walking a dog
A man to the right, Missing an arm
A child at play, A moutain biker
And up the hill, A trail warn hiker

Everything seemed normal, All was well
As the street lights flickered, My scences swelled
And there in the dark, Without even a though
There by the alley, I found what I sought

A rugged man, In about mid-life
Had in one hand a woman, In the other a knife
I was up at once, With in-human grace
And dispite the distance, I was in his face

I grabbed his wrist, The woman feel
From the look in his eyes, He knew -I was hell-
With a twist of my grip, He fell to his knees
He shook and said nothing, Uttered no pleas

I knelt in his face, And staired in his eyes
He knew at that instant, He was going to die
"Do you know what I am?" I asked with a leer
"N..no" He stammered, and quaked with fear

With my hand in his hair, I twisted then jerked
Tilted his head and staired with a smirk
I leaned next to his ear and said with a chill
"I'm your end, mon ami.", " I'll see you in hell"

And with his fear running wild, My hunger in check
I kissed his neck and sank fangs into his flesh
After a moment, The deed was done
The woman behind me, had long since run

Hundereds of years pass, the hunt I still seek
Punishing those, Who torment the weak
And on it will go, with no peace of mind
And on I will go, Untill the end of time

GothKitty
GothKitty
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