Who I am

 

 

 

I am an angel without, white, soft, feathery wings.

They are ripped, torn, and long since turned into leathery things.

I feast on bright souls, dark pleasures of the flesh. Tangle them around my finger, and leave them too linger, a step away from death.

I whisper sweet words to steal their breath, make their flesh tingle.

When I am done and had my fill of such fun. I watch from the shadows as what’s left wastes away.                                                         'koimiko'

 

 

 

 

 

 

   Haha really I am a struggling artist who only wants her drawings to put a smile on the faces of the world.

 

I want to tell stories to the world and have them be enjoyed by all.