I watch her cringe and scream aloud,
while laughing deep inside.
I watch the tears roll down her face,
escaping from her eyes.
I watch her has she tries to pray,
without her use of knees.
I watch her has she's filled with fear,
I watch her watching me.
I watch her while I move about,
I'm also watching time.
I watch her has she cant find out,
the peace that she cant find.
I watch her as her very soul,
does drift between herself.
I watch her has she's watching me,
she watching no one else...
nice work my friend...good to see that sweet evil glint in your eyes again
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I would like to translate this poem
oh man do I love the beginning! it made me smile. this one is very good I like it a lot. good job. I am beginning to like the evil stuff my self. Becca