The Bitter One

Darkness succumbs to your darkness

Such royal doom

All the sun’s shine shines you not

So much gloom

Your face, a hollow sight

Sad fellow

Doom befalls your every contact

Death to the unsuspecting

How you lavish in it

The  sight of smiles morphed into perpetual emptiness

Your forte – evil

Your aura probably tastes like bile

You’re so Blue, You’re Black.

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