Blood red lace

Human, so weak, alone as hell you are so sadistic. Heart beating, soul so pure, you are so pathetic. Love,it will destroy you, it will hurt your heart and will make your soul jet black. Just because a man or a woman was there at the right time and place to destroy all your pure grace. They will leave you and so will their love, leaving you broken, killing your heart and soul. Your minf will scream for you to stop but you want to revive. You can try all you want, you are just a child, what is dead can never be alive... At your own funeral you will transform with demonic grace with your soul made of blood red lace. Written by Crossberry June