Kill 'em With Kindness
Snickering, laughing, harsh words and dumb jokes.
Tension building. Fists clenching. Gritting my teeth.
Not letting these bad things seep through my teeth.
They must not escape. Or I will be dealt a card I don’t want.
Behind the make ups masks they are ugly and green with envy.
They are low life forms with no sense of self conscious.
I laugh and turn away. Their hatred just makes them uglier.
Karma will deal with them, so I won’t. I’ll sit quietly and kill ‘em.
“Kill ‘em with kindness” they say.
Kill ‘em with kindness.
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I'm Amber. I have a twin sister named Ashley. I live in Oklahoma. I write when I have strong emotions, I have two poems published so far.
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