Like a poison that infects your mind.
Working slow, taking my time.
Show only what I wish you to find.
Until of thoughts of me you pine.
A pretense from the start.
I will courupt your soul.
Devour your heart
Jul 15, 2017
Jul 15, 2017 at 5:54 AM UTC
Like a poison that infects your mind.
Working slow, taking my time.
Show only what I wish you to find.
Until of thoughts of me you pine.
A pretense from the start.
I will courupt your soul.
Devour your heart
