Mob Boss
June 30th, 2013, 06:27 PM
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Eyelids find themselves meeting once again;
intertwining delicate, black lashes that conceal amber eyes.
My mind is a dark artist, with black paint running dry --
as if only misery leaked from my pen,
and eyes revealed the most tortured souls who breathe sin.
The moonlight is the bed on which I lie,
for suffocating darkness is the antidote to my
sickness from venom that pulsates through every vein within.
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http://ego-alterego.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/539031258198259.jpg
Eyelids find themselves meeting once again;
intertwining delicate, black lashes that conceal amber eyes.
My mind is a dark artist, with black paint running dry --
as if only misery leaked from my pen,
and eyes revealed the most tortured souls who breathe sin.
The moonlight is the bed on which I lie,
for suffocating darkness is the antidote to my
sickness from venom that pulsates through every vein within.