well all my friends got into poetry so i wanted to try it for my self,so tell me what you think and if i should keep
going or just stop making a fool of myself. well here we go.
I write in the darkness.
The ambassador of pain.
These atrocities and diseases.
They're my middle name.
Afflicted there are many.
Healed there are few.
When I sink my poison.
You will all be through.
Unspeakable terrible things
That my anger brings out.
Killer with no conscious.
Suffering in mass amounts.
So when your sad and lonely.
And searching for a friend.
In me you've found evil.
In me you've found your end.
So you can hide if you wish.
But your scent I can smell.
The world is wide and vast.
But there are many ways to hell.
thats it what do ya think?
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