13 March 2013
Thoughts of her throughout the day as it drives me insane in good and bad ways.
Is it lust or is it love? She's Satan's black dust and Jesus' white dove.
Help me from my insanity, I want to flee this twisted dark reality.
Sooth and cleanse my soul with your incredibly soft and pleasing kisses, but don't make my demons take over control.
Maybe she's been sent from the sky, dropped with a blank mind, not realizing purpose to why.
Unknowingly balancing life like a cradle and guiding me to the good person I was born to be, my angel.
evoL • Opuss № I