SerenitySavage

When a winter storm meets a dark angel Tears will burn her face again The dry creek beds of old crying rivers Spill forth once more The flood washing away His lingering remnants She places her gun in his hands It is no surprise when She's the one to take the bullet Droplets of her bloodied spirit Splatter the walls of her Self created prison He would never break her heart Just stuck his finger Deep into the wound Reopening it Destined for disaster from the first lie She will not blow up his balloon At the expense of deflating her own When a winter storm Collides with a dark angel They morph and as she leaves A fallen winter angel He remains in his own dark storm Back to where she was A melancholy Queen of ice With a heart so freezer burnt It will taste like disappointment forever

There is nothing you can give me That I can’t give myself From affection to orgasms To sickness and health Resurrected a Queen After a beautiful disaster I was left at the pawn shop Happily ever after This soldier is not at ease Belligerence is my favorite mood It overfills me until I’m uncomfortable Like a third helping of food Just when you think you’ve got me That’s when I’ll slip away One lie is all it takes For me to become a stray A cat on the prowl Searching for my next life Scratching and hissing Living comfortably on spite I will not breathe you life At the expense of my own There are no second chances Once your cover is blown