Dirge of a Psychopath

The noise had been there for so long
It seemed as though it was life's song
A constant cacophony of insane rage
This psychopathic woman had the stage

Slowly, steadily her screech was muted
As her false claims were often disputed
Those acidly touched by her riotous insanity
Are no longer affected by her peculiar profanity
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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