My aura is black with a hint of glitter and a dash of cyanide
I bow to no king, My bloodline starts and ends with me
He was her sin, She was his salvation And everyline in between was their fairytale
Pretty brown eyes and a mind full of thoughts
When I met you , flowers started growing in the darkest part of my soul
Every rose has its thorns, show me yours, and I’ll show you hands willingly to bleed for you ......
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