The lovely Darkened Guardian

by HollywoodSmile   May 12, 2007


You fall to your knees
in hopes that her you will please
you kiss the ground she walks on
you bleed for her
and you don't even know who she is
but such hatred has burned inside her
it calls to you
and once you sell to her your soul
she'll place you in a battle
in which you would be lucky to die
with your worst nightmare
horrors you didn't know could be imagined
will haunt your mind
as it crumbles to pieces
that is a side effect
of her kiss
of belonging to her
she owns you
and you can't help but love it

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