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Evil on Self

A darkess is rising,
Filling my bones with wrath,
Taking my soul,
Lifting it to new heights.

He is with me once again,
Driving forth the hate,
Drawing on my anger,
Taking me ever upward.

Feeling His mighty talons,
Gripping within my flesh,
Pointing out the target,
Only this one’s self.

A dark evil grips,
Pulling my very heart,
Ripping from my chest,
’till there’s no breath left.

Dated: 25th August 2006