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The Evil
’l'll have your flesh ripped , pieces to no end ,
Shreaded like my heart , from what you have done ,
Through your hands , and your feelings alike ,
Having me stumbled , and cry in fear ,
In what seems to be , a nightmare that is real ,
Surrounding me in cold , chills that kill ,
From the sight of you , and you alone ,
Grining from a far , devising a plan ,
To stab me deep , with words that twists ,
Showing others , an innocent statement ,
When the real evil , is not me , but you !
