How I wish you were dead
Dying brutally
From my hands
Taking you out in cold blood
I loathe you
From the depths of my heart
That I longed for your demise
Your death shall be my reliever
Your existence irritates me
For your toxicity is something
Made me angered
For the first time in my life
Oh to see you dead
Wanting to cheer myself
To see you extinct
Satisfies my anger
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POEMS I
PoetryThe first book of my poems. All of them are written from my past years when I first started writing,
