Something I sense interminably
Makes me hate the world
Makes people appear inferior, moronic, insufferable
They drive my demise, for they reek of stupidity
Their ignorance slashes at my skin with razor like nails
How pathetic they are. They think they are acquainted with everything
These insects don't merit life
They are measly pawns and ought to decease for the rest.

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