![]() The EvilA Poem by Taz![]() Writing it to get it out of my mind.![]()
Here he comes, behind me now,
I try to hide, I huddle down, To get away from him but how? I curl up, my head I bow, But it's too late, cause I am found, By Evil He lifts me up, with his huge hands, He breaks my will now, as he lands, The pain inside me, nothing new, It's not the first time, yes it's true, No one can help me, I am through, As I am hurt by, The Evil. © 2017 TazFeatured Review
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Added on March 27, 2017Last Updated on March 27, 2017 Author![]() TazAlberta, CanadaAboutI like to write poems that spontaniously generate in my mind. I am 17 and I am a girl who is in high school so my poems will not be amazing but I do my best.I love my spanish and ASL,I also love basic.. more..Writing
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