Sins Playing The Part Of Romance

I can hear my heartbeat when I look at you, but you’ve sealed your mouth like a true smooth talker with a silver ice tongue. Hold back this smile with bittersweet butterfly kisses. Is this how you say goodbye? I see the moon when I look you straight in the eyes; you make me want to look away. Clear azure eyes reflecting the lake in you. I could read you like a drifting cloud sealing the sunshine. You’ve got an innocent smile that’s playing with fire. Did you burn my words away? I can’t speak to you when fairy dust is all that comes out of my mouth. Is it because I devoured your dreams? Black regret drifts like a layer of oil in your sea, coating me in the darkness you tried to wash away. I’m darker than black, yet more pure than an angel’s wings when you’re wishing me goodbye. It’s your death wish passed off as a prayer, but I love your taboo lips. You’ve got bulletproof, poison fangs with the god’s last breath in your palm. Don’t hide from me; I know how to speak the language of sinners too.

Rikki [not romance]

Sins Playing The Part Of Romance

Land Of Angels



Daybreak told me you would never know the truth, but I feel like this secret is biting at my tongue. Or are those your lies that I keep hiding for you? We flee like loves at the end of summer. We lie like only bastards do. Is that why we’re so perfect for one another? Criminals in dancing shoes; let’s break down this town. I told it doesn’t matter is you leave me behind; you’ve got more important things now. You’ve found the missing cracks in your heart that spell out ‘Lover’, have you not? I’m just the girl that ran in step with you; danced in step with you, cut her throat for you. Compared to giving you life, my gift of death just isn’t worth anything to you.



I’m a liar that lies alone. In this cold bed, I used to dream of you. Now you’ve got something more important than the girl who smiled for you. She’s calm; I’m not. She’s beautiful; I’m not. She’ll make time for you; I won’t anymore. But you’re the same as I am, aren’t you? You’re a horrible person too. We’re meant for each other because we wallow in our misery. Like devils, we’ll tear your wings away. Or am I the devil, shining a mirror in my own eye, telling myself that you’re the same because I’ve sunken in too deep? You’ve flown away into your sky of downy feather that I’ve fallen from. My feathers are blackened for all my sins. My blood red painted jealousy.


These souls won’t heal themselves and I will rot with them. Decay until my hideous flesh is gone and all that’s left is the dead, black heart beating in your fist. Maybe you’ll give it back if I apologize for loving you too much.

Rikki [not romance]

Land Of Angels