| Man's Evil Ego Oh, deep seeded hatred from inside. And the anger of my wretched pride. They pull me with desires I will not abide. I can feel the evil under my skin, That layer of flesh that hides my sin. And all my chaotic madness that lies within. I am the time bomb that is quietly ticking. That longs for the glory of pain and suffering. That desires for blood on my hands is sicking.. We all desire the freedom of this madness, To pursue screams that betray a victim's sadness. Such goals hide weakness from the world's harness. Alex amosjo@lilithgallery.com Copyrighted Material. Used with written permission. Please do not reproduce this poem or any other poem featured on DCPS without written permission from the author. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!!!! HOME |
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