I will make you work for it.

I think you believe it is easy.
You are used to getting your way,
   and I am tired of you taking those so close.

Carry the scars of previous attempts,
   some on my person,
     others hidden inside.

Even as a toddler,
  I kept escaping your grasp.

You will just have to try harder.

I will make you.

Knowing you eventually will have your victory,
  I enjoy your frustration.

So distant years from now,
 I will still have a moment of pleasure.

I won't make it easy.

I will make you work for it.

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:: ah... some rage... some smartness... some poetry... :: fantastic recipe for a great read... :: very interesting post... with precious insights into the psyche of the person it's about...

[Jon Roggie]

Touch of my constant conversations with the Reaper.

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:: ah... i see...