my evil side
My evil side is always calling at me screaming from withintrying to bring me back to being a gangster again,
I fight it off as always it seems to pull me right back in
kicking and punching and doing evil from within
Where does it come from mabee years of abuse
Or could it just from what seemed fun from when I was a youth
I have done many of lifes dirty deeds which no one really wins
So if you see me comming becareful of my grin,
Sometimes life is so empty without any use,
I feel like I have the strengh of a Lion and the mind of a muse..
Inkmaster
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