For every day a blossom of hell blows.
It caresses my cheek with a radiant touch.
A vast suspense is rising in me.
I can feel the new blood flaming through my viens.
It spreads, and it slithers, on every possible inch of my skin.
Consuming me entirely.
This new taste of power electrifies my soul!
Such pure mixed emotions filling me so longingly.
I can feel it trampling over my whole body.
Such divine, excessive pleasure, the evil exploring me.
Tainting itself in such rich places.
When will thy control me?
Be devious...be Deviant...be So in control..

My Quote:
..So Simple...Yet so...fragile..

(A/N) ..I don't really have much to say about this except that I
thought about Ryan when I was writing it...how stupid of me..
well I liked how it turned out nether the less.