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Nov 2015 · 900
My beautiful demon
Yorkehead Nov 2015
Far more than an angel.  You're a masterpiece.  A beautiful scenery how are you so mesmerizing.
Why do I lose my mind whenever I talk to you? How's everything about you so hypnotizing.
And why whenever I close my eyes, you're the one I always end up visualizing.

It feels like you're the sun and I'm the flower,
because you're the one who gives me all my power

Never imagined such a human could ever exist,
And had me lose my control like you're a demon and I'm possessed

I thank my god it's written that we meet, and I wouldn't mind giving you my soul and all my flesh, from head to feet.
Nov 2015 · 191
Lost in myself
Yorkehead Nov 2015
I no longer see myself. I'm the dusty book on a broken shelf.
I'm dying, I couldn't win.. since the second I've chosen to sin.

I'm lost; forever buried under the seas, for the moment I didn't care to seize.
Sounds of souls weeping, light's no more seeping.
I'm shivering. it's gloomy, and I couldn't move.. feels like something's glued me. A sudden pain, not the one a human could ever bear, pierces right through me.

I deserve this, 'cause behind my eyes of innocence, there lies an incessant urge for ruthless insolence.
I look impeccable but I ain't. Would you believe... that Lucifer's a saint?
I'm giving up.  These chains are weakening me, It's torturous, that my soul's restrained.

But I refuse to fall in... this trap, that makes me believe, from hell I have fallen. I'm ebullient; I shook off the chain. I'm resilient; I'm never succumbing to pain .
I'm in the dark. Facing my nightmare,and stood up to fight... I'm not eliminated, I'm illuminated.  I brought back the light.

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