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Maddening is the meddling mind

Thoughts are working overtime 

Creating mischievous works

Wallowing in the sanctity of the dirt.

Twisted is the toxic speech

Ones that to us all beseech

To listen to words not impeccable 

But words designed to cause hurt.

Indolent are the actions of those

Who seek merely to throw stones

Cause harm and pain to another 

They are haters they are not lovers.

But we rise above these missbegotton souls

Who dwell in darkness and the cold

Deep within the depths of loathing

Feasting on the victims on which they are hosting

Feeding on a weakened prey

Makes them feel like they are brave

But just like cowards they hide in the shadows

Lacking self love for they are to shallow.

Self loathing eating them away

They become their own prey

Ingesting themselves and blind to the frezny

They are dissolving they are ending

Caused by their own toxicity

I see you and I grieve.

For when you feast on those vulnerable

You feast on yourself because your not honorable

Like a snake eating it’s own end

Devoid of any love from family or friends

Because they found you were callous and mean

Just a sick demonic fiend

Who’s maddening and meddling mind

Is truly warped, corrupt and blind

To the Misery that they cause.

Lacking compassion and understanding

Full of spite and full of envy

Listen to me  you hater!

You are life’s diseased perpetrator

Do not try to fool me with your sick belief

For i have decided that you will not end me.