his face is one of evil
his stomach is huge with laughter
his laughter is kept for suffering
sadness and pain is what he's after
my tongue lashes out angry words
my mouth is sour with distaste
my nails dig in to the flesh of my palm
my eyes burn with tears of rage
he is selfish, he is foolish
he is destruction in my path
and i wait, painfully, day by day
until he is only in my past
the rest go hungry while he feeds
he feeds on our agony
he takes all of our happiness
and crushes it carelessly
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