Turning Pages

By Winged Warrior

In the blink of an eye, the devil and I, surrender or die
Out on a limb, lose it or win, love it or sin
My love is drowning, forever frowning, no more clowning
Tears that bring, a shattered spring, a runaway ring
The trap was set, on the night we met, I do regret
Cold as ice, no more spice, tighten the vice
Fire and haze, I’m still in a haze, lost in a maze
Life or death, morphine or meth, take your last breath
Fallen angels, turning pages, crushing creations
Left behind, with a manqué mind, one of a kind.

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