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Thread wound from petals of black tulips line her soul As she dances in the moonlight her silver lining starts to glow. Her pale, glistening skin making love to the night My mind escapes reality as my eyes regain their sight. No matter how much she tears me down She hit me like magic I'm under her spell. She'll leave me every time but i'll keep coming back Enchanted by her madness i'm imprisoned by her grip And i'm ******* black magic. It's all of her imperfections that hide in her mind As she creeps in the shadows her hearts beating black and she's swallowed by her pride But my thoughts still surround her and she laughs as I cry. One day my eyes'll roll back in my head and my heart will sink in her poison and i'll drown in India ink as she pokes her lies into my skin tattooing my soul with her malicious grin and i'll still be ******* black magic. No matter how much she tears me down She hit me like magic I'm under her spell. She'll leave me every time but i'll keep coming back Enchanted by her madness i'm imprisoned by her grip And i'm ******* black magic.
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Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 7:14 PM UTC
Black Magic ******
Thread wound from petals of black tulips line her soul As she dances in the moonlight her silver lining starts to glow. Her pale, glistening skin making love to the night My mind escapes reality as my eyes regain their sight. No matter how much she tears me down She hit me like magic I'm under her spell. She'll leave me every time but i'll keep coming back Enchanted by her madness i'm imprisoned by her grip And i'm ******* black magic. It's all of her imperfections that hide in her mind As she creeps in the shadows her hearts beating black and she's swallowed by her pride But my thoughts still surround her and she laughs as I cry. One day my eyes'll roll back in my head and my heart will sink in her poison and i'll drown in India ink as she pokes her lies into my skin tattooing my soul with her malicious grin and i'll still be ******* black magic. No matter how much she tears me down She hit me like magic I'm under her spell. She'll leave me every time but i'll keep coming back Enchanted by her madness i'm imprisoned by her grip And i'm ******* black magic.
elise-5
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Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 7:14 PM UTC
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