The Ultimate Destruction
By Ian Stevens


I am the darkness that feeds off of the light,
the purity and hope become corroded within me;
I am the shadow of death in the night
that destroys the souls of many, far as the eye can see.


I am the fear within many mens eyes
when they look at themselves to find a monster;
I am the countless tears falling from those who cry
because the discover their spirit is tainted, a horrid creature.


I am the pain of the people in need of love and hope,
the pain of every little crime committed and trapped within;
I am the horror of those corrupt, wrapped inside my cloak,
the murderers, terrorists and such who, in hell, lives.


I am death to many people who just can't survive,
taking their own life due to my gift, agony.
I am the hardships of those choosing to thrive;
giving them hell and struggles, a life with tyranny.


What am I?


I am more horrid, evil, and corrupt than you can imagine,
worse than anything else you have ever experienced...


I am sin.


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