She was another heartless soul
wondering around waiting,
waiting for a love that would save her
from her imprisonment.
Deep, dead, shackled and hopeless
he had her captured,
another skeleton in the graveyard of the hearts he stole.
She was in love with a demon
in all his evil ways she couldn't stay away
she was a feign, for the pain
addicted to this love laced in cyanide.
He knew his power, consciously poisoning her spirit, stealing her innocence and manipulating her mind...
Breeze ©
Aug 31, 2016
Aug 31, 2016 at 3:03 PM UTC
She was another heartless soul
wondering around waiting,
waiting for a love that would save her
from her imprisonment.
Deep, dead, shackled and hopeless
he had her captured,
another skeleton in the graveyard of the hearts he stole.
She was in love with a demon
in all his evil ways she couldn't stay away
she was a feign, for the pain
addicted to this love laced in cyanide.
He knew his power, consciously poisoning her spirit, stealing her innocence and manipulating her mind...
Breeze ©
for anyone dealing with toxic love
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