He is always there, always taunting, always waiting.
Leading me round and round, killing me slowly.
Everyday I am ready for him to find my secret,
A sin so dark he has no choice but to take me.
Jul 7, 2017
Jul 7, 2017 at 11:09 PM UTC
He is always there, always taunting, always waiting.
Leading me round and round, killing me slowly.
Everyday I am ready for him to find my secret,
A sin so dark he has no choice but to take me.
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