Rip off the wings of beautiful butterfly

She does not rasp a word as you rip out her rotting heart.Her eyes lose their shine and harden into emotionless metallic depths where no trace of love remains.That warm touch is forgotten.Her smile is empty and unfeeling.When you approach she just struts on by.Tired of hearing your lies.Her wings ripped away by your selfish undeserving nature.And forgiveness will never be for you have driven the angel from your gates of hell.



About Into Oblivion

It's a midnight Kiss from Hell A sweet spell that Poetry sells to my shadowy mind I just like writing random poetry and shit
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