
The Last Days"The Last Days"The Last Days by ~Nymphy25
His little heaven or his hell
Constantly racing like the bitter toxins burning down his throat,
but through his horrid mind
Her beautiful blue eyes those Satan eyes
Her angel smile that wicked smile
She was his only reason to survive
TO DIE
To pull the trigger or fill the needle
Ropes
More empty bottles
To listen to her pleas and cries
Hands tight around her pretty neck
He loved her better
six feet under the ground
The lovely sun shines bright
Her lifeless frame ugly and pale in his arms
Smiling the devil's smile
Insanity.
He would drop dead for her
or sweeter
with her
She was Persephone
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