Not evil
I am not evil,just very ill.
Staring at the window sill.
Too afraid to look up,
From the cup
The glittering velvet night,
The street lamps are bright.
People enjoying delights,
To me, those are frights.
I am not evil,just very ill.
Staring at the window sill.
Too afraid , to look up
From my cup.
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