you were like the devil on my shoulder
whispering to me everything thats wrong with me
but i treated it all like the words of god
because you were beautiful enough to be an angel
but your poison filled lips
are destroying everything thing i
once loved about you
and now you are the dying rose
that you once gave me
sitting in my room
theres no room for you here anymore
May 5, 2016
May 5, 2016 at 2:45 AM UTC
you were like the devil on my shoulder
whispering to me everything thats wrong with me
but i treated it all like the words of god
because you were beautiful enough to be an angel
but your poison filled lips
are destroying everything thing i
once loved about you
and now you are the dying rose
that you once gave me
sitting in my room
theres no room for you here anymore
