Radrook says...
Please notice that I didn't abandon rhyme completely:
offered--proffered
disregarded--discarded
future--sutured
eyes--demise
scorn--form
grins---sins
chalice--malice
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Poem in prose style:
You broke the golden chalice that I offered as if it had been proffered from the dregs of putrefying waste. Disregarded and discarded, I watched it shatter against your impenetrable scorn, felt myself embodied in its demise as you gloated with sadistic eyes. Hatred took form and now, now in this dismal future, when your beauty has to be sutured and death grins at your sins, you offer me your silver chalice and without malice, revenge begins.
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