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this is just a strange poem I wrote about evil tying to devour good. |
Oh Evil What Brings Thou Lisa Noe ![]() Who knows the footsteps that you take Where it causes you to dwell Is there a fire ‘neath the lake I am elusive always scurrying around I am the blackened night sky I am the howling of the hound I bring with me turmoil Yesterdays are nothing to me I am the rotten I am the spoiled What am I to do without your innocence I overshadow you with evil Without your purity of essence I neither care to love or hear of such For that makes me feel disgust And I shall ground their bones to dust There are few that go silent into the night Most will fight for every breath of life Oh wo to you for you chose not to fight. But wo is me you chose to go into the light And leave the evil wicked world at the dust of your heels. And this be your most choice of deals. |