Perverse

Perverse

A Poem by Phoen-ix

I have dragged myself out from the pit of hell, yet somehow my mind can’t conquer the perversion.

Evil is as pure as innocence, and while for years I believed you were otherworldly, I have come to realize you were nothing more than human. Man terrifies me, more than any demon ever will.

© 2016 Phoen-ix


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And the heretic opined "Evil is in the mind of the beholder." Come let us conjure demons together.

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Yeah I'm down with all of that.

Posted 7 Years Ago


A strong poem. Great words as always

Posted 7 Years Ago


Perhaps it's because we- humans- are amphibious; made of soiled earth and pure spirit that makes us so terrifying

Posted 7 Years Ago


this is incredible, the essence of what is more evil is compelling. my kinda stuff well written Phoen-ix

Posted 7 Years Ago


One after my own heart; this is brilliant.

Posted 7 Years Ago



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