About this user
The demon's unmasked their lies and cried for my loss.
I caressed their fears and loved their vision.
The red rose they brought her, and the nails they masked as thorns.
Oh what a bittersweet romance,
falling in love with the devil's maker.
Angels above, they fell to their puddles of sin.
Feel their skin, it tears from majestic beauty.
Stand and murder their pull at the raindrops.
Clouds come crashing down;
Crucified for the advocate of eternity.
Interests
Lemon Drops, Anime, Across the Universe, Whores: they amuse me, Music, Pretty people, My hair, Parties, Reading, Catnip, Stars, Weapons, Poetry, Roses, Artwork, Friends, Acting, Roadtrips, Cloudy days, Black and white pictures, Concerts, Heels, Pet names,
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