From a devil's kiss
A storm will rise
Torment flowing free
Like the changing of the tides
An angel cries
To relieve the pain
As her blood does drip
From a cold metal blade
A soldier as black
As the heart itself
Good intentions betwixt ones own
And the cold gates of Hell
The clock ticks on
I give you my soul to take
For I fear I may die
Before I wake.
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I don't have much to tell you. I'm Nat, I'm 15, and I'm ridiculously boring
It sits in the corner of the damp and shadowed room, It basks in the glory of the darkness and the gloom, It sits and it stares and it waits and it breaths, Just In and out And in And Out The it, its...
Watch for her. The one with the eyes. As she draws you in. With those midnight sighs. Watch for her. When you're there she'll moan. Think you know her. You won't be alone. Watch for her.
Can you hear it?.... Can you hear that sound.
*Bit dark so be warned. #nightdwellers Blackened tendrils twist around my heart and squeeze macabre thoughts enter my contorted mind, oh how they like to tease.
(Possibly hitting the lower end of 16+ please read with caution -or not at all.) ---- Go ahead and make my day Take your pitiless heart and stray.
#nightdwellers. He takes me on trip of sorts. Grabs my will and pulls me forth. I am a passenger on a course. For hate and rage and harsh remorse. My hands become his deadly tools.
#NightDwellers I'm that hooded figure, At the end of your bed. I'm the boggy man, Understand what I said . I'm that reflection in the mirror, I'm that voice in your head.
Black as the pits I bury them in. I'm more corrupt than original sin. Searching for truth to muddy it's waters. Searching for faith to laugh as it falters. You have your one in trinity.
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