In my deepest desires
A bell rings rings...
A tone too sweet
To lure a being
She says hush hush ...
Let me fill you to brim
And she takes me out
On a kill I didn't commit
I feel like a monster
A physco a prick
But it makes me happy
Why say no to thee?
We write with blood
On the walls unseen
She sins while I
Dethorne my griefs
Is this all normal....
Or should I flee flee?
Because the She I made ....
well...
She is a lust I can forgive
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Author:
arial (
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