Book of Poems!

'Devil'

Run, no questions

for your suggestions

are rather dumb at this point

they are about to anoint

the new evil

we will shrivel

for I am it now

you all are out

of luck, I am evil

maybe the devil

I make no promises

you call your little disses

I will smash you like a gnat

for you are a brat

I'll be happy to rid the world of you

your death is very past due

stick and stones break your bones

my nails and knives give you wounds

as blood pours from your skin

I smile, I told you I would win

fool you thought you'd be ok

well have a nice dead day

that's all you'll see, death

it pours from each word held in my breath

red, black, blood, evil what is better

don't ever say I will never

because you perfectly know I will

you will be killed

along with everyone though

get in the dough

of death and destruction

and my corruption

this is the recipe for disaster

for I am the master

you see

as you'll soon be

-Lyric Savari <3