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My Evil
The evil withen rises
it's glowing power eminates from me
tearing my soul, turning me
into what I do not know
nothing but evil it will be
it chose me, because of my weekness
because of my evil
my evil
The evil withen rises
it's glowing power eminates from me
tearing my soul, turning me
into what I do not know
nothing but evil it will be
it chose me, because of my weekness
because of my evil
my evil
good poem...and by good i mean horribly scary...well not horribly but creep in a murderer next door kind of way! good job on the emotion! You really made me feel for ya...in a i hope he doesnt kill me sort of way!