Vengeance drips from ire’s sharpened icicles,
Suspended from the frozen waterfall of anger
To drop, unwelcome on frail, unforgiven flesh
And freeze it senseless in a merciless embrace.
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bravo! great piece. very vivid imagery. a '10'