Sometimes I just hate u so much
Cus u making me think too much
U giving me dark thoughts
Ah gat nothing for u but dark love
If ah can't have u then let the reaper have u
This fire in ma heart gonna burn u
I just hope U should take ur own life
With some pills or ah could lend u a knife
U gave me ur words u wouldn't leave
Bt look how they fall like old leaves
Ur promises just got broken
Like what am doing to ur picture frames
AMA haunt u in the open
Am serious am not playing games
AMA just let ur mind do that to u
Like am slaming doors and u pullin ur hairs
Am pushing u down a thousand stairs
Break ur legs but ah don't care
U should love me or no one else
Showing posts with label Lover Of Darkness. Show all posts
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Saturday, 26 March 2016
Dark Love
My Queen
Her eyes as red as Blood
Her lips as soft as a Dead's person's skin
Her skin as soft as Bones of the Dead
Her hair as Black as Ashes of your Death
Her temper as Dark and Painful as Death is self
Her voice as soft as it can be but watch out
you disappoint her and it appears that Satan its self is there
This is my Queen
The Queen that I sworn to protect
Till the very end
She will always be the Queen of Hell so be care full or you might Die
For all the pain
For all the pain that I am to feel,
I will always be able to heal,
But because of my love for you,
There really isn’t any healing to do.
My heart was yours, saved in a locked box,
Held tight and you wound its gears like a clock’s,
But because of your choice to go, it has left pain,
And I won’t get the chance again to kiss you everyday.
I can hardly breathe, my chest is so weighted,
I took my heart back, only to have it plated,
In front of your house, staring up at your window,
Waiting for you to look down at me, winning the limbo.
My sadness is back, lost grip of your hand,
Letting go when we were together by the sand,
We are still friends, but that feeling isn’t the same,
Never really knew the rules of our little love game.
I need you back again, please come,
I can’t get used to this feeling of being numb,
My heart is cold again, and it really stings,
But sometimes I tell myself, that love and pain,
Are the same things.
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