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I look down with complete disgust,

watching you squirm with weakness.

Begging  me to stop this torture,

and end the burning pain within.



To me you're nothing but a worm,

so trivial to me and my pleasures.

I quickly lose my desire to play,

for you no longer please my needs.



I see in your eyes a cry for mercy,

but you will not find it within me.

I kick you into a hole to die,

bleeding in the mud with the others.