Velvet Visions Poem by K J

Velvet Visions

Rating: 4.0


Death has no morals about love or hate,
So let me come forth to you as your dark angel.
Come for you and bleed slit your wrists for me,
Allow me to let you taste my contempt for life,
Allow me to let you see through my eyes,
So let me come for you as your dark angel on velvet visions
Come for you across midnight skies,
Riding the winds of time......

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