she picked me up from my decline healed my wounds with love and wine dosed me up and closed my eyes a taste of poison she gave me all that i desired sung the songs of angel choirs preached the words of death and fire and left me burning.. 🖤🖤🖤 ~SERPENTS
maybe i'll walk home on my own to sleep it off and think about some things as i stumble through the dark but the only glimpse of me in her i could see was in her left wing mirror staring back at me.. 🖤🖤🖤 ~DAMSEL IN DISTRESS