Below his skin

Sad girl

He drags me through the valley of hell & brings me to the edge of heaven
For he is my religion
& I am his possession 

I am starving
Hungry for the touch of his soul
For he is the only heaven I will ever know

Below his skin, he leads me to any death and sin

For his soul and mine are the same
Our madness is rooted in our veins 

Even if heaven forbid me from him
I will be below his skin
Where he leads me to death and sin

  • Author: Sad girl (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 29th, 2024 12:19
  • Category: Gothic
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