thru the eyes of a demon
Sitting on a dark street corner . Watching the night life pass by ….. Retched humans I think to my self not knowing their fates nor knowing what lurks in the darkness nor
In their clouded feeble minds … They go thru life only seeing what they want to see
Unaware of the hand of evil that will strike them down with out a second thought . When the time comes their smiling happy go lucky faces that are like costume masks that make me ill will show true fear.. I laugh to my self knowing soon enough I will be the one smiling as they kneeling in pools of crimson life fluids groveling at my feet.
T.V.H.
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