Her feral youth would drag your limits,
Darkness of eyes would draw.
Her smile will charm you instincts,
She'll have at your heart raw.
The intentions so vicious,
The vanity so ruthless.
Her walk so full of charm,
And the glance no merciful either.
Excerpts from an old diary
By AngelBody_SatanSoul
Feel free to vote and comment if you enjoy reading! (Previously known as "Poetry On Fingertips") β’2nd Positio... More