My raven eyed Angel My cold, bitter whore Decided you loved me But then you got bored And now you ignore me Won't answer my calls I promised I hate you But you tore down the walls Now your touch is always burning on my flesh The scars still sting as though fresh Your voice is still throbbing in my head Your presence filling me with dread Beautiful creature with lips of venom And words still filled with woe I'll slit your throat to make you stay Just please don't let me go.
morbid_x_youth · Tue Jul 31, 2007 @ 05:05am · 0 Comments |