Angry Curse (Careful)

Rancid tastes and putrid pastes are all that will fester from thy nails. Your gardens wilt while pained with guilt as you age so quickly and so frail. Your light is gone, and you're alone , no one left shall guide you. From dusk till dawn , you'll wheeze and groan, only pain be felt inside you!

The tailspin which you are in, not easily corrected. Can be undone by only one, the one you have rejected.

These cursed words cut down your mind. And to those who help, to their mind will bind.

The pain that shared from you to them they believe was your intention.

Their actions will turn callous and cold unkind this misdirection.

So all your friends will leave you too old alone week feeble and frail as you mourn your own you will remember me and my tail.

The tale of what you took for me and lied and cheated and stole. Nothing in this material world will fill that void your giant hole.