Taking a look at the inner evil of man. Personifying sin.
It wickeds good
No matter how foul the mind
Or dire the mood
When a wicked wickeds
It wickeds well
A feisty wickedry
Straight from hell.
Here come the wicked,
All draped in sin
Bubbling with lust
And stuffing the gluttony in.
Raping in adulterous sin.
When the wicked come
They let themselves in.
Come the wicked,
To sin in peace.
Poetry by Aven Black
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Written on 2009-07-13 at 00:06
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The Wicked
When a wicked wickedsIt wickeds good
No matter how foul the mind
Or dire the mood
When a wicked wickeds
It wickeds well
A feisty wickedry
Straight from hell.
Here come the wicked,
All draped in sin
Bubbling with lust
And stuffing the gluttony in.
Raping in adulterous sin.
When the wicked come
They let themselves in.
Come the wicked,
To sin in peace.
Poetry by Aven Black
Read 421 times
Written on 2009-07-13 at 00:06
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