My Dark Angel
I lay under the weaping willow, thinking of my one. His hot breath, his hard chest. The Kisses that leave me speachless. I close my eyes and think of his love as the cold raindrops fall from the gray colored sky.
"We will be together again, my love." He whispers to me. And as I cry out in protest he spreads his black radiant wings and flys back to the hell in the sky. He is my Dark Forbidden Angel.
Loving his Blood
I took his hand, whispered his name.
The love he thought he had,
Swims through his veins.
I didn't quite lie,
For once I did love,
But he found his mistress,
and I know I did cry.
The Holes in my heart,
The Cold in my veins.
I could inject my body with drugs,
or make him feel sweet pain.
Demented I know,
but he left me alone.
So Fair game for love,
I'll leave his body cold.
He asked me not to,
but the whiskey kept me impaired.
I tried to explain what i plained to do,
but his screaming prevented me too.
So his blood is sweet,
yet nasty with the taste of wh**e.
I have nothing better to do
than to make this man feel pain,
like i did that depressing, miserable day.
Some photo's of me and also of my daughter
|Last Updated:||Oct 02, 2011|
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