A wraith with an angel’s body.
A demon with a smile of gold.
You soul-sucker.
I won’t become like you.
A killer with the perfect weapons,
crystal eyes and a heart of coal.
You soul-sucker.
I won’t lose myself in you.
Look how pretty she is, when she falls down.
And there’s no beauty in bleeding mascara. lips are quivering
like a withering rose, she’s back
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hold my as i weep...wait, i need to pee..
im coming to you at work and theres nothing you can do about it....
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