Blood on her lips, Hands on her hips
A demon woman in angel skin
Kisses like liquor, love like wine
Makes me drunk every time
Hair twisted into spiral curls
Eyes green, brown and out of this world
And the men followed behind,
Watching her twirl
For her innocence isn’t half
As true as you’d think in this world
For the true horrors and evils
Are bizarre just like that pretty girl
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Good imagery. love this.
Good work. 🙂
Thanks