Boiling from the inside
burning your nice sides
making your hands shake-
shake of anger and hatred.
Your mind tries to stop you
from planning the murder
and fantasising about the ways
of torturing that person.
You'd love to watch
her blood covering her tacky carpet
and her brain smashed on it like a rotten avocado
and her bones broken and splintered.
Your mind tells you it's not worth it,
while you keep on dreaming of a
slow
horrible
painful death
specially for her.
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