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Oh How The Weak Shall Forever Speak Loudly

I,
tried hate.
Truthfully,
I used to love the taste.
The,
energy tethered to,
an entity's reaction.
The,
looks on beings,
face.
Indeed,
it was quite,
great.
Constantly,
I'd poke and pry.
Some,
would even cry.
Such,
never mattered,
to I.
For,
weak I deemed,
such beings.
Beings,
tethered to,
an immense amount of stupidity.
Such,
truly bothered me.
For,
sound would constantly,
be expelled from lips.
Motion,
seemed intensely superfluous.
And yet,
such beings were always tethered to,
unfounded confidence.
This,
weird boasting energy.
Oh,
how such,
irks me.
For,
there exist no system.
There,
exist no law.
You,
weak beings will all die,
if tomorrow,
the external world,
was gone.
Such beings,
speaking loudly,
truly pisses,
me off...
©yungb123