He won’t leave this garden of hellish passionate pain 

The sting of dark whiskey won’t wash this devil of a man out of my fogged head


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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