He dances in the fire of hell in such beauty, even the lord trembles in his presence. You start to wounder how someone who looks so much like an angle, is the devil in disguise. He'll take your soul too, if you give into his gorgeous blue eyes in the light of day. He'll leave you broken in the silence of your own empty, beaten mind...
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Mainstream.. I Think Not!
PoetryThese are poems that I wrote, please do not steel..