Conversation with the devil Revised part 2
The unkiss of life don't sell your soul
Go find your soul the final kiss goodbye
A Conversation with the Devil of 2025
Mad as thunder, kiss like thorns, blood like blackberry wine, fallen angel charms and looks with smell of Smokey quartz ash, with orange blossom flowers, with white Roses and honeysuckle dreams, and a Ocean Salty Beach scent with a hint of regret of his old former life with is Tom Ford Suit with Signature gloves and Italian shoes with a candy Red shiny apple waiting by Check-in with the twinkle in his eye to claim your soul with contract ready as you make a deal with the devil right hand women Lady S and assistant as he sip his tea off of lava rocks as he offer you a hell fire pen and he seal it with one tear with a Newest emoji of 2025 and as he exit the trumpet are playing in back as he open a secret door to begin your processing to going the devil clan and that final look back to single year and say goodbye to your old life and name.
Copyright © Sheena A Moore | Year Posted 2025
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