Without apologies she glides... she roamed the darkest of nights
Without hesitation, she speaks whats on her mind, down to the depths of her soul
They know, you know... the eternal power she possess
She speaks words that touched, and it lasted for years
She made love out of passion, out of trust because she had to
See, when she loves, she release chemicals that revs hearts and tortured souls
She's a woman... and she's a Scorpio
She stings, she pierce the souls of everything that lived
Imagine a being, so wild and free...who endures, have been exposed but lived
Who turned herself inside out, break down her own defenses to rebuild herself
purely. She lived a thousand years... buried alive yet raised from the ashes
How immortal, yet supreme... that's the Scorpio legacy that reigns within me
**** me today, shattered me with words, I've learned
devour me with love and take me to a dream, a woman of passion is what
lays within me.
S.B
Feb 3, 2017
Feb 3, 2017 at 5:04 PM UTC
Without apologies she glides... she roamed the darkest of nights
Without hesitation, she speaks whats on her mind, down to the depths of her soul
They know, you know... the eternal power she possess
She speaks words that touched, and it lasted for years
She made love out of passion, out of trust because she had to
See, when she loves, she release chemicals that revs hearts and tortured souls
She's a woman... and she's a Scorpio
She stings, she pierce the souls of everything that lived
Imagine a being, so wild and free...who endures, have been exposed but lived
Who turned herself inside out, break down her own defenses to rebuild herself
purely. She lived a thousand years... buried alive yet raised from the ashes
How immortal, yet supreme... that's the Scorpio legacy that reigns within me
**** me today, shattered me with words, I've learned
devour me with love and take me to a dream, a woman of passion is what
lays within me.
S.B
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