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Evil

Evil
Evil...
evil is vague,
Care to play around,
Then dies by plagues,
No one cares anymore,
So why kill myself over this hmm,

Evil...
that is just a word in my book,
It has no meaning,
None at all, Now look,
Don't give ….,
No need to why should I?

Evil....
I have no heart to become consumed with 'Evil',
It was ripped from me a long time,
These eyes only see what must be done,
Death, nor life, feelings brushed aside,
For I am as they say,
Evil.

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