Seven was never a lucky number
Once upon a time it was
But now they follow so closely behind
Those seven devils that chase when I run
Never to far away to comfort my indulgences
Never to stray when my knees give in
My clean slate stained with red
When I gave them my innocence
My friends have opened a door for me
One that I cannot shut
Full of selfish pleasures to make things feel right
Upon my flesh and my soul did I give in
To the sins in angels disguise

Cheygirl1889 Cheygirl1889
18-21, F
May 17, 2012