She taught him the art of destruction, they burned in the flames singing their song. Violence and romance, the form of seduction, the contrast that lies between reality and desire. A tarnished angel drawn to the dark side, a saint with the lips of a sinner; grasping the thorns, craving the rose, pouring dirt on top of the coffin. A deviant melody for remedy, he drank her tall black soul; his fingerprints tattoo her hips, enduring the pain she thought she deserved. Thrown into the darkness, her white wings are dirty; claws digging into his spine. A beautiful torture of a murder suicide; they shined in the night like the blade of a knife. Carving horns out of her halo; devouring madness, degenerated queen. Hazel eyes filled with pain, vulnerable and weak; sympathy for the devil, turning nightmares into dreams. She held the gun pressed cold against his skin, three, two, one, the divinity of sin. Sweet as sugar with a heart of ice, he saved her once, she shot him twice. Silence on her lips, the most powerful scream; a bullet in his chest, pronounced dead on the scene.
” he drank her tall black soul; his fingerprints tattoo her hips” such beautiful words.
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Thank you! π
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Hey, that was pretty good!
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Thanks!
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Dark, beautiful, illuminating.
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Thank you π
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Dark and exciting. Love in a dangerous place.
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Love your style of writing. You should be making a book.
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Aw thank you so much! Trying to start one! π
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You also look quite ravishing!! Welcome
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π you’re so sweet
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