my infernal grace.
my heroine - a monster in disguise,
dressed in white,
divulged with elegance,
feeding on the souls of the romantics.
i should have known
in a hindsight.
my love, you are a curse,
draped with blinding lace
of golden threads.
oh, you have deceived a deluded
with your amber eyes,
illuminating through and through
on every inch
of my body.
but what is there to lose,
if i had already given my life to you
even before it started,
every beat,
every breath?
Apr 8, 2023
Apr 8, 2023 at 7:11 AM UTC
my infernal grace.
my heroine - a monster in disguise,
dressed in white,
divulged with elegance,
feeding on the souls of the romantics.
i should have known
in a hindsight.
my love, you are a curse,
draped with blinding lace
of golden threads.
oh, you have deceived a deluded
with your amber eyes,
illuminating through and through
on every inch
of my body.
but what is there to lose,
if i had already given my life to you
even before it started,
every beat,
every breath?
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