when I think of you
and all you do
I shutter from within
the scars you create
from wounds you made
will forever be seen
sharing your disease
the ugly you feel inside
released on humankind
when I think of you
and the hate you grew
my heart goes cold
the dark you exposed
the demons you freed
soiled and unclean
infecting minds and souls
so you have friends in death
narcissism is grotesque
11/6/13
