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Just a small poetic rant about a woman I absolutely hate with a burning passion. Not as great as it sounds tho /:
She's such an egotistic blood-sucker
It's almost like some sick joke.
I don't find a thing to be emapthetic or convivial
About this woman who finds others to be trivial
So much hate
That I have towards her
But we can only wait
For a slow, painful death to come to her.
She can more than likely drown
For this witch of a woman certainly wouldn't float
So badly that I want her to reach her fate...
I can't help but be impatient
Although, what goes around come around eventually.
This murderess will get it...
A/N: I think I made her identity a bit obvious ): Oh well, who cares?