JustAnAuthor
The only thing to fear is fear itself.
In the morning, I awaken, entangled in my grief.
The break of my heart at the break of dawn, my weary soul no longer burns.
"Take me away." I whispered,
"To a reality far better than this.
For the Devil is my muse in this Suicidal romance;
Oh how lustful was his kiss."
- @JustAnAuthor
The break of my heart at the break of dawn, my weary soul no longer burns.
"Take me away." I whispered,
"To a reality far better than this.
For the Devil is my muse in this Suicidal romance;
Oh how lustful was his kiss."
- @JustAnAuthor
