Jul 13, 2015
Angel with a shotgun by the cab or like anything from that album and ummm poison?
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poem;
she was the kind of person who lured you in with sweet saccharine smiles and red, red lips, but once she had you hooked, your love turned sickly sour - she was a poison that devoured you from the inside out and left you broken, except you couldn’t tell, because you were still in love with her.
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