by Arcassin Burnham
midnight writer,
my lovely bloodsucker,
darkness hasn't been this beautiful in awhile,
dont know,
that i truly love her,
she would be the hell spawn in my darkest hour,
as lovely as todays dawn,
girl you turn me on,
trust i doesnt even matter,
darkness melting off your back,
red eyes like decepticons,
a kiss would make the darkness turn blacker.
Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 3:58 PM UTC
by Arcassin Burnham
midnight writer,
my lovely bloodsucker,
darkness hasn't been this beautiful in awhile,
dont know,
that i truly love her,
she would be the hell spawn in my darkest hour,
as lovely as todays dawn,
girl you turn me on,
trust i doesnt even matter,
darkness melting off your back,
red eyes like decepticons,
a kiss would make the darkness turn blacker.
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