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The Damned
Her devilish eyes beat at me taking flesh with every blow,her rendered heart beat sounds like tribal drum rolls an her skin drips venom from its pores , I find myself helpless and paralyzed , everything else seems trivial and meaningless to this moment,..she exhales smoke and lightning flows from her finger tips ,she is the antichrist the source of my device, but I can't help but give her my heart,I question my gift but remain entranced caught in her red moonlit ritual dance,sight of her is blinding , she is what Every man desires but can't reach, it feels like heaven but I sweat from the heat,the pain she inflicts is bitter sweet an burns like salt in a wound ,she is gods most regretted creation born for the night with a hunger that cannot be fed,hold her down chain her up she cannot be contained , pentagrams burn white in her eyes,she's a shape shifting voodoo angel that sleeps with vipers ,yet I seek her and desire her with every thread of my existence and have turned into an insomniac who day dreams of her , cut by the thorns of the rose she wears in her hair , always the day of the dead and raining razorblades, the tree limbs reach out for my embrace but every one of them are shadowed with her face,I close my eyes I can always find her there , lay with her in the ground every breath she takes is sin ,she's a black rosé that cannot be changed a black rosé that cannot be contained , ashes to ashes dust to dust I cut my heart to be with her and bleed undying trust,it's only her....everything else I feel is not real .....
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