Blessed be the blackened souls
Lustful for the forbidden ones
Always on the prowl for fresh blood
Seeking for shelter in ribcages of the damned
Peeking through tears where auburn leaks through
Healing only to be knocked down by the divine
Everyone knows who they are.
Meaningless entities who live on without a cause.
You have been warned… no turning back now.
(all credit goes to the original owner(s) of featured image)
Short and bitter sweet.
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