Let’s Get Wicked


These parts don’t fuse together

They never did.

Just a suit that suits me

and a past I hid.

 

An impossible task

completed.

My past deeds

deleted.

 

I’m not your weapon

Not your tool to use.

With the first shot

 you lit my fuse.

 

I am John.

Many faces

One truth.

 

I am Wick.

One goal

One end.

 

This time I choose.

 

Let’s get wicked.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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