Loathe

I’m tired of you
Your opinions and views
Like an empty well
Your knowledge capabilities
You’re theory over-exposed
Not worth any kind of use

You have exiled me from life
You’re intolerable
Nothing but hot air
But internally mad of ice
I pity the fool who can withstand this individual
But your excuse is in the name of “LOVE”
Nothing unusual

If murder was liquid
I’d wished I could drink till satisfied
Open wide
You’ll see there’s no heart inside
By why are you still living?

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poem by Ivan Bolden
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