It might feel alright to lay in the arms of Lucifer- bathe in his fallen glory. Cigarette butts lining my bed-the rose petals of hell. Nicotene to fill the air. Smell it, inhale the love. Gamble for money pay for sex. Dirt, scum, all welcome. Red lips to match the decore, $25 enough? just a quick fuck? cheap martini, just put it there. Slice and dice. Snort it - eyes glazed. Gamble for money pay for sex. lay down with the devil.Birth sign: Capricorn
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