Dangerous woman walking down the street she's on the highway to hell and she can't be beat

Misery business is her game

She got locked out of heaven for doing things her way

She loves New York with the city lights and the fact that it “never” sleeps

She spends her time chasing Shadows of the day and drinking her fear away she has a obsession with death and wonder why he never comes for her

She thinks that her soul is so tarnished that death himself Would not touch it.

So she stands alone in a world of misery and her own self-pity if she keeps it up she'll never find happen and the release of death. Poem By Shelby Kathleen Nightingale