My Dusted Angel
by Nadene
dressed in black, i walk from the gravesite
to where i know not
from the evil whence i came or the evil where i go forth
it's all the same end
the wind swirls about me
black hair contrasts white skin
unbreakable stare
i'm coming for you, my darling
i will tear you down
i taste deception in your love
the past must die for the future commands it
i don't believe in the devil
i don't believe in god
what i know is worse
the lipstick stains on my bed
eyeliner stains your face
i've slain my only love
his blood stains my white hands
now, i await the apocalypse without fear
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