Torment

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This one I made up when I was fed up with this person who thought he was more superior to me. Well, I'm more intelligent than I let on. Which is why people should STOP JUDGING!

VOTE IS YOU AGREE WITH ME! IF YOU HAVE A HEART AND KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BE JUDGED, THEN COMMENT OR VOTE!

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He's calling me weak,

Because I keep my poems simple,

But he doesn't know me,

I'll make him burn and ripple,

I'll take his intestines,

And feed them to the savage birds,

Ha, he calls this simple,

These crazy- minded words,

I guess I have another hater,

I'll just deal with him later,

I'll really kill this guy,

He thinks I'm fake,

A total lie,

He doesn't know anything,

These words are hidden behind a screen,

I'll grab his guts,

From down his throat,

Slowly pull them out,

Let him painfully choke,

Oops, that's too gross,

Oh well, he deserves it anyways,

'Cause he's the one I want dead the most,

I guess I'll truly never belong,

Yes, I have my problems,

And I'll never get along,

I'll put him in a cold cell,

So silent,

So scared,

He starts to yell,

Then the killers are in for the kill,

And torment him non-stop,

They tease and waste his body,

Till he's nothing more than a glop,

This is cruel,

I know baby,

But you deserve it,

Not me,

I don't want no rabies,

And now his soul goes to the Reaper,

The darkest nightmare,

The worst creeper,

Yes,

Dark and erotic,

It's beautiful,

Like poison chocolate,

And now I'll leave into my dark bliss,

He'll soon be gone, not much to miss,

And I'll be watching,

With my unemotional happiness.......

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