Walking the Borderline
With the wings of an angel she'll sweep you away.
With the horns of the Devil she'll manage her way.
Does she want you to stay?
Does she want you to go?
Not even she has the ability to know.
Her emotions run deep.
They are her's to keep.
How will she feel tomorrow?
Will it only be grief and sorrow?
Copyright © Holly Maxwell | Year Posted 2011
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