Your fingertips held the heat of stars
Mine only knew the warmth of a flame
Your smile hid the smirk of the devil
I only knew the smiles of the ******
Your words were laced with poison
I was never one to request a taste tester
You were as angelic as you were demonic
The heart you held was left ****** and bruised
The memory of your smiles are engraved with burnt lines
Your last words are stuck on reply
"I still love you."
Feb 9, 2016
Feb 9, 2016 at 12:31 AM UTC
Your fingertips held the heat of stars
Mine only knew the warmth of a flame
Your smile hid the smirk of the devil
I only knew the smiles of the ******
Your words were laced with poison
I was never one to request a taste tester
You were as angelic as you were demonic
The heart you held was left ****** and bruised
The memory of your smiles are engraved with burnt lines
Your last words are stuck on reply
"I still love you."
