Day 114/366

She was my only nemesis,
The best opponent ever faced
To have her in life's a pleasure
To beat her, my greatest task.

In mythology, a different tale
In my world, an entirely other
I long to know her final move
So vindication can be one of ours.

If I were to die an early death,
To her hands I'd breathe my last
Choked until the legs don't cringe
The purple spreading all over.