E Is For Evil Poem by Austin Warwick

E Is For Evil



You're cold.
Eyes as black as night...
You give everyone a fright,
But with all my might
You're still in my sight.
Your smile is fake
Your teeth are sharp.
You ripped out my heart...
My pain is your pleasure.
I always felt pressured, to love you.
Why are you still under my bed?

Friday, January 29, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: darkness,evil
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Austin Warwick

Austin Warwick

Montgomery Alabama
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