Evil
Why are these evil people in my life. You know the type that motherinlaw . That boss you just dont like. These are the evil ones who get joy from what they do . You know that joy you got as a kid playin with a new toy. Thats the type of evil I despite. It doesnt make since evil like this should exsists,but it does. The kinda of evil that makes you wish they were dead . Six feet under decapatated with no head. If they were gone and removed from my life .I would be filled with joy no pain and no strife. Then who would be the evil one !Evil
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