red eyes
heart crystilize
do you see yourself?
the evil things you do
nothing ever pleases you
your passion is killing souls
the feeling of you haunt many beings
is it fair?
but do you evan care?
you only look once of what you done
so you spare anyone?
your soul is black, pitless
like and abyss
you and your darken soul.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Meth addicts murdurers all in the catigory of evil things that people don't realize I love this.