Sometimes they come back but as one

I could destroy you and all of your loser friends from yesteryear if I wanted to. I do not. I will, however, remind you of past misdeeds.

I will get under your skin and make you uncomfortable. I will make you cry by merely staring at you as you did to me everyday for over a decade to see how I would react.

Only here, it will just be these two dead eyes and not 35 people all staring at once.
I’ve made the supposed toughest, craziest of scary men cry, and I will have no problem making you shake as you shed a tear brother.

I can do things with my voice while staring that will make you shake. You’ll wonder is this guy full of it, or is he now as crazy as we deemed him when younger for sport.

You’re gonna find out brother and you’re just number one on a list of 25. I’m coming and I’m relentless as well as patient and methodical.

I get away with things because I hide in plain sight. I never age and for some strange reason still seem innocent when I’m anything but.

Maybe you created this but you’re sure as hell going to endure my wrath if it’s the last thing I ever do. I’ll smirk afterwards, but will I be lying? You will find out soon enough I promise. It’s going to be a bumpy ride friend.

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