Criminal, gangster.

Thousand pieces of my broken heart

writhe and sings the tale of bedevilment[ torture]

love kills when faith turns delusive.

Innocense is masscred

promises are shattered

I have lived with the darkest truth,

a killer behind the beautiful face,

his ugliest secrets.

A gangster  only knows  his gun

traitorous to even his own  mother and son

I am one of those fallen angels,

 a blood splattered mistress,

under his satanic grip.

my beautiful body now bruished

damages are irrepairable..

Graveyard will surely smell this monster

My life ends in love with this gangster…

To be continues….

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