Someone is committing very extreme crimes...but is it really them? This person is possessed by a demon filled with rage and revenge. This is a poem about them.

Created by Deathmare on Monday, February 10, 2014

The madness has begun.
I feel evil. I feel like Satan's son.
No heaven for me so I'm done.
I might as well have some fun.
I'll spark a fire hotter than the sun.

Wait, what am I doing?
Is this a poison I'm brewing?
Many of my victims that I'm viewing.
Is revenge what I'm pursuing?

A knife pierces a back.
I wish I could take it back.
I made a blood puddle splat...
But am I really doing that?

I think I am possessed.
There is a pain in my chest.
They call it the Devil's Nest.
I call it my heart.
I think its ripping apart.
I wish me and this demon could depart.

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