Evil Talks

I am the darkness i am the night i am one to strong for you to fight. I whisper my dark will in your ear. I watch the world do my biding. all the time you call me evil. when all i did was whisper it in your ear. i did not kill i did not steal i did not fight. So what right do you have to call me evil.

by joey cooksey

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Ah yes, the tempter talks.
I sreiously like this poem theres just something about it..... its hard to explain
I like this poem. :)