I Am The Devil - Poem by Ken Bennight
I'm sly in my craft,
I'm wherever your at,
I'm the beast hidden in shadows.
I'm the reason you cry,
I'm the reason you die,
I'm a field of black lilies and sorrow.
I'm a burn to skin,
I'm the hatred of kin,
I'm the horrid monk of evil.
I'm whats lost and disturbed,
I'm the worst of all words,
I'm the hater of GOD.
I'm the devil.
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