They said "If you knew him you would know he was so sweet.
He was so very nice." they said.
Where was that sweetness when you planted a bomb that would ruin someone's life forever.
The truth is you were nothing but a coward,
No better than all the cruel mortals that have come before him,
Oh, you thought you were the first?
You really are stupid,
There have been vermin like you before and there will be vermin after too,
You were not original,
You were not godlike,
You were not special,
My God, it's so nice to use past tense,
Though I didn't wish you death,
That was much too easy a fate,
No, I wished you all the pain endured by the people you were meant to make victims,
Something you never succeeded in, I might add,
All those nails blown into there body's, I wished you that,
All that burn recovery, I wished you that,
All those surgeries, I wished you that,
All that confusion and anger and sadness, I wish you that,
But what you will never be deemed worth is the strength each and every person you hit possess,
You can never and will never receive nor deserve that,
When the news interviewed the neighbors they said they didn't know what could happen to someone to make them that different. You know because he was just so very sweet.
Why don't you tell Satan?
In Hell.
Good-bye. And good riddance
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He deserved a lifetime and some of living in a well-deserved cement cell.
But alas, he has proven everyone correct in their assumptions about him being a coward.
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