Evil

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You can speak ill of the...

Rot in Hell

You can speak ill of the dead ...

It goes against the saying
Maybe even what's perceived right
They say never speak ill of the...

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Blubs

Evil for Evil

Blubs

They said it depends on you fathers blood
And your mothers faith and believe
But it most...

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The Evil In Us All

We all possess it.......

I've been called by many things,
But Evil is my name
I live within the hearts of men,
...

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Black Face First Lady

Black Face First Lady

When a white celebrity's
past
reveals
they
painted
their
face...

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Hair Salon

Hair Salon

A haircut
Becomes
A symbol
Of contempt
To the working class
Reminding us...

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Darkest Dreams

By Magic Bellmore, Queen of Chaos

Howling wind,
Increasing shouts,
Silent screams,
Trapped in my Wildest Dreams,
...

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Patriots Without A Voice

Patriots Without A Voice

The Patriot
you know
The folks
That served

No longer
Have a voice...

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Hypocrite

Hypocrite

When you
attack
your
opponent

Question
his
support
for...

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Unable to breathe..., I...

Unable to breathe..., I chokingly gasp for air.

Far as the (ease)
severely myopic eyes can see,
nothing but polluted atmosphere
where...

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Electorate witnesses...

flailing, lurching, and writhing in throes of agony

Electorate witnesses wounded beast...

Trumpets blare acknowledging
crack hunters lucky strike,
i.e. bullseye salvo shot at
...

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~ TALES FROM THE EVER-WAR ~

Chapter 3: Evil's Eyes

~ TALES FROM THE EVER-WAR ~

When I, some truth, about me find
I make myself, the fallen angel
Alone, in my loneliness...

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~ TALES FROM THE EVER-WAR ~

{Chapter Two: I Dreamt Of The Beast}

~ TALES FROM THE EVER-WAR ~

F rom ashes of night, blanketing me
A glint, a glimpse, of despotism
I am so shaken by what...

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Attirement of the Bride 1940

Max Ernst

Attirement of the Bride 1940

The only place where we can find a four nippled trans-goblin,
Webbed slimy feet, a tear being wiped...

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The United States Moron Corps

Not to be confused with the great people of The United States...

The United States Moron Corps

Inspired by Gerard McGowan’s brilliant poem- “No Cure For Stupidity”

They scream “hooray” as...

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april 5 poems

more poems for april poetry month

I Wish for Peace During this time of crisis

I wish for peace and happiness
during this...

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Small Penis

Small Penis

Mocked
For
Having
A
Small
Penis

The young man
Regretted...

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When Devils Are Born

Creeping cretins keeping demons
regions of legions begins allegiance
dim limbs of lambs grim...