FernandoLacrimae
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Dust in my black holes,
tears in my eyes.
Lust for innocent blood
to forget lies.
Bites in your neck
after a bloody kiss.
Dying through the time
in the ignorances bliss.
A beautiful undead
who came out from the grave
to make my soul live again,
and make me her slave.
Pain and sadness in the wound,
but its bigger the pleasure.
An orgasmic loneliness,
but if its real, im not so sure.
A bullet in my head,
ending with mi life.
A stabb in my heart trying to kill me,
when Ive already died.
tears in my eyes.
Lust for innocent blood
to forget lies.
Bites in your neck
after a bloody kiss.
Dying through the time
in the ignorances bliss.
A beautiful undead
who came out from the grave
to make my soul live again,
and make me her slave.
Pain and sadness in the wound,
but its bigger the pleasure.
An orgasmic loneliness,
but if its real, im not so sure.
A bullet in my head,
ending with mi life.
A stabb in my heart trying to kill me,
when Ive already died.
