She’s really out there dancing with the devil and I really don’t think heaven can save her or make her feel any safer...
Shes out here making decisions she knows will ultimately destroy and obliterate her...
And yet she knows there’s truly no way of escaping the devils lair unless she’s ready to no longer be her...unless she’s ready to make the sacrifice that will ultimately restore and destroy her
She’s no longer rebuking the devil and she doesn’t hear a word the angels tell her...
She knows it’s going bad, but she can’t help the voices in her head...she doesn’t believe it’s anything the heavens can help her with...
If she were a better woman, the temptations wouldn’t be so hard to refuse
She wouldn’t be so damn hard to love,
Honestly I think she’s just in love with the abuse...in love with the way you make her feel used...
She wants you to love her, but only when your hands are wrapped around her neck like a noose.
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MacKenzie Nicole
Just a girl hailing from the Rainy Rose City trying to find my place and purpose in this big beautiful world.
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