Evil by name
Evil by works
Evil by steed
Evil can never be taught nor improved
It thus remains within me
Inner demons at play
I cannot control what is beyond this mind
They have me trapped, locked down like a prisoner
A man unafraid of himself
The spirit of his soul and thoughts
Rendered, yet acting without a hand
The creation of magic goes beyond sanity and impurity
It is on the leash of one of my demons
I am the string and they are the dolls of the devil
Dance around this fire and breath in its evils
Letting it gain control beyond the point of return
Burning down to the ground, your sanity and brow of regularity
It humbles me
It calms me
What did you think
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It seems like you have worked hard on correcting spelling errors the more poems you write. Keep practicing and you will continue to get better. Writing poetry is a good way to express your feelings and get your frustrations out on paper.
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Thats way better than mine i like you ur awsome
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Thank you for commenting BabeLol I dont think andbody told me I was awesome beforeLOLz Thank you for the compliment!!!!!!!
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no probablem im was just telling the truth bc ur poems r like mine but better and i really like yours i hope you get a new one on here soon
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This is interesting. I can relate pretty well, honestly. I enjoy the flow and complex, yet simple use of words. It's as if no matter how you try to interpret it, the same message always gets across. Very well written.
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