the red lips devilA Poem by Mia Angelioh man, she was beautiful. the hair of gold, the lips of the color of your favorite wine, the black dress shining, like if hell has never looked this good. her eyes were so dark, making you believe bad was good. she was instant and deadly danger, cutting every inch of your skin off with her long red nails, making you feel like an absolute god, but consuming you to the most. destroying you to the bottom of your soul. her curves mesmerizing your brain, her words making you lose your mind. oh man, how beautiful she was. I'd never thought i'd be so glad, to have met the devil. - mia angeli, the red lips devil © 2017 Mia Angeli |
StatsAuthorMia AngeliLos Angeles, CAAbout20 years old author living between Paris and Los Angeles i also post some of my writings on social media, follow me there ;) twitter & instagram: whosmiia more..Writing
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