Missing my Angel again. I can't help but stay up, praying for him to have dreams of me. Do you, my Angel? I can't help but sin when i'm with you. Lust, Wrath, Envy. Three deadly sins consume me and I can't help but give in. I want you to only be mine, I want to devour you and corrupt your angelic soul, I get angry at anyone who even dares to look at you. Angel, oh my dear Angel, let me worship you. Let me corrupt you.













