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I'm bad, I'm a devilishly slimy man,
with wicked and vile intentions,
and a infernal and hellish plan.

Corruptive and pervasive, and all together sick,
unholy and despicable with ugly hellish wit.

A genius in sheep's clothing, a devil in disguise,
my words are sweet as honey but I'm planning your demise.

You'll never see it coming, in your mind I'm your best friend,
like adding sugar to a meal, it'll taste sweeter in the end.

I'll see your face in shock,
that I would have stabbed you so,
I'll grin a evil grin and stare into your soul.

your blood will spit and spurt,
and I'll watch it with such glee,
and all the while you'll know
it was all because of me.

you'll finally breathe your last,
it will fill me with such joy;
to know that you never knew
that you were simply just my toy.
 Jan 2016 Emily
Irene
Contradiction
 Jan 2016 Emily
Irene
We tell people to be themselves
Yet we judge them when they're being themselves
 Jan 2016 Emily
Frosted Flowers
Opening slowly in soft whispers
Blooming with crescendos and riffs
Reaching a passionate frenzy
**Till death stills all
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