In the most pure dark.
I am your nightmare.I don’t have anything of blood.
But you are my north.
And I am not a child.
A whisper-shaped pen.
I live in your legs.
Do not forget this thing
Are the ghosts feel
But I’m not a simple ghost.
A reflex in a mirror.
I am so much more.
The demon of the loved.
The poisoned sugar
The lullaby of the moon.
Do not dream about the sun.
The golden is stupid.
The life of you is equal to nothingTry dressing with
An iced wind.
Much more.
Being a harlequin shades.
A black angel.
A bloody tear.
Or be very dear.The music of the crows.
The song of the moon.
The symphony of stars.
Take off playing a nun
Your body is very numb.
And my heart comatose
Dance symphony of sin.
Promise to make you shine.
But as night.
All that I can offer.
Who will you choose?
No hay comentarios.:
Publicar un comentario