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The devil's skin

She cut's her flesh deep in the night
Alone and quiet from everyone's sight
The blood flow's through to remind her of this cursed world
She cry's allnight, stay through to her word
Her mind trapped deep in the sheer hold's of an illusion created by her self
She's thin as ice yet cold as frost to freeze this bottomless shelves
I pray do tell to keep the demons away
For her life I treasure so much from faraway
Sleep tight my queen knowing I stand by your side
These devil's may strike tonight, but thy angels shall never leave thy side.
©karmascars