I can put on any outfit, any mask and fool the wisest of men

gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the

“please sir” those are the only words I can say i don’t know

a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i

Blood flow freely flow until i have no more to give Flow until you have

A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time

Have you ever seen the gleaming wight teeth floating by your head Or the glowing red eyes underneath your bed

i wont be falling any time soon i wont come calling on you i’ll stand on my own

Merry Meet the witches greet by light of the midnight moon To cast their