Cayley Connor
Joined March 2018
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The Kiss of Death
The Kiss of Death. Her beauty and grace covered by black lace. Her vibrant red lips shine with snake venom to pierce your soul with its icy cold bullet that carries through your bones. She whispers ever so softly the words of death's song which rings with an echo throughout your eardrums “Are you ready to fly?”
By Cayley Connor6 years ago in Poets