when the days are cold and cards all fold and the saint we see are all made of gold,
Aijmeerah Aijmeerah
18-21, F
1 Response Aug 25, 2014

When your seams all fail and the ones you hail are the worst of all when the blood runs stale

*dreams

i wanna hide the truth i wanna shelter u! but with the beast inside theres no where we can hide!

No matter what we breed we still are made of greed this is my kingdom come this is my kingdom come

when u feel my heat
look in to my eyes
its where my demons hide
its where my demons hide!
dont get to close,
its dark inside
its where my demons hide its where my demons hide

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