Paint you up
In the nights like these, I’ll paint you up,
in tints of my darkest dreams,
unleash the beast, starving for too long.
I’ll ruin you with my vile tongue
running untamed to write on you, a story of its own.
I’ll spray my scars, my wildest cravings
with my red lips and bites that follow greedily
till you become a filthy shade of my wet dreams,
I’ll tarnish you with temptations too dirty
for you’re my vice, a sin only for me to indulge in.
Maybe in hell, you could finally be with me.
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