I want to lunge
at it with full force–
to rip it apart
until there’s nothing left of it–
To never  lay eyes on it again
My thoughts are racing
my heart’s beating fast
my skin curls–
my inside boils
my face transforms
into unrecognizable
hateful filth–
my head swells up with
hostile thoughts
poisoning my whole being.
I should have realized
The smug I see–
is firmly implanted
upon his face.

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Robert L. Martin
about 4 years

Very profound and emotional. Is that the Ant-Christ you were talking about, or a representative?

about 4 years

No...the anti-Christ is the one that killed the smug. Thanks for reading!

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