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WHAT AM I (POEM)
I am the sore in your mouth you just can’t stop tonguing
I am the tears you can’t keep from coming
Every lustful thought
Every pain you brought
I am the rage that resides deep inside you
I am the jealousy that tears those that bind you
I am the lust that every day blinds you
I am the greed that every man climbs to
Every hurtful word
Every curse that's heard
I am the darkness, the evil, the night
I am the very thing that gives you all fright
I am what makes your hairs stand on end
I am betrayal between the closest of friends
Every man that kills
Every sinful thrill
I am the blemish on ripening fruit
I am the stain on a brand new white suit
I am the strong who prey on the weak
I am the madness infecting the meek
Like a thousand moths caught in a lampshade
Fighting for space in death’s sweet serenade
Churning and burning and fighting for life
Praying that someone would just turn out the light
I am the omega, the end to your days
Veiled in plain sight just beyond a light haze
You know very well who and what I am
I am sin.
I’m the sinner.
I’m the devil.
I am man.