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about me

I Am The Devil And I Worship Myself Therefor, Yes I Worship the Devil Yes, I'm Okay With That...I'm sweet, but deadly. I'm not a mean girl, but I can hold my own. I've got the looks that kill, but a touch that soothes the soul. I'm your best dream, but your worst nightmare. Worst nightmare you strangely want to be reoccuring. I crave passion. I live for the moment. I love with all my heart. I am a force to be reckoned with.

about my fling

I'm drained but aching for more And the devil inside is reading The words of the saddest poem To be engraved on the stone on my grave I'd kill to share your pain And sell my soul for you just to say: "I dream what you're dreaming And feel what you're feeling Love's our shadow on the wall With the face of god" Nothing will be enough For the ones who keep in stumbling In the garden of withering trust Without the courage to leave I'd take my life for your kiss And lose it all to take you across the abyss You dream what I'm dreaming And see what I'm seeing Love's our shadow on the wall With the face of god