Dance for me my butterfly, so I can paint u red ,dance for me my sweet so I may break you.
As times have changed so must I. This demon that lives within us,shows its self like a manifestation of everything that's as dark as our souls"embrace the dark my lovels for they scream to be careesed. They say let sleeping lions sleep. But I shall kick this king for we shall roar as one..
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My, What A Pretty Face
Mystère / Thrilleryou would call it horror but u would not know true beauty even if it spat in your eye..