Chain Smoker
You bite your nails, He clicks his pen, I smoke cigarrettes, We all die in the end.
|sequel to dEVIL| "I couldn't become the King of Hell if I still cared about you, so I became void."
"You know, most of us are just fallen angels, but some of us were just born in Hell," His deep voice utters, a small grin playing at his lips, and I know he's straight from Hell. NEWLY REVISED AND RE-WRITTEN VERSION BEING DONE NOW AND WILL BE AVAILABLE IN BOOK FORM SOON