Acid rancour and hate
fire ignites my heart and body
while you selfishly languish in devious splendor

Black roots of rage run fathoms deep
yearning to strangle your presence with torture and venom

I resent your loathesome laziness
immature servitude to the manipulative beauty
blindness to consideration and humility

You have no right to tenancy here

Until balance consumes the need to commit heneous crime,
you will bathe in the bloody floodlands of Hell
and plague me no more.

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