Dark deeds we do,
Evil lurks within,
Human hearts can spin.Wrongs we choose to commit,
Souls forever twit,
Darkness does persist.Cruel acts we bear,
Ourselves we do smear,
In malice we conspire.Pain we inflict,
Lives we disrupt,
Others we resist.Negativity flourishes,
Bringing chaos and sorrows,
Heartache and distress.Violence we wield,
Broken dreams unfold,
Destruction we reveal.These evils we must tame,
For peace is our aim,
Let love be our claim.
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Poetry Of A Count
PoetryThis book is not suitable for audiences with zero percent sense of imagination and a mental age of two and below. I'm not really a great poet, just a guy who knows how to hold the pen and write the twenty six letters of the alphabet. But I like thin...