curiousity killed her

random rant of nothingness, it is Her turn:

"Have you ever felt great fear and pleasure at once?" - Unknown

My little Doll surrounded by stuffed creatures in Her bed. (a pill to make you numb...a pill to make you anybody else) Darling, Angel, "sweetie," she is still mine. Sharing Her bed with death is difficult, but tolerable. (an angel dies and falls from heaven) I love what She has done to rebel against me, it amuses me. My Angel has thrice defied me. First settling in with the enemy, then opening Her bleeding heart (there's not much left to love), and finally She has shorn Her wings before me. (violently beautiful) She has much to explain, but I can WAIT, just like I can for the other*. (she is already dead to his world) The blood has dried and now the scabbed wings are rightfully returning. (shes made of hair and bone, little teeth) I will allow Her to escape for the moment to break away from other prisons. (the angel has spread its wings the time has come for better things) When they have fully healed I will claim Her once more. (theres something cold and blank behind Her smile) Then see where you stand. I cannot wait for the grotesque retaliation once the realization sets in. (when you are suffering, know that i have betrayed you)

"If he loved you with all the power of his soul for a whole lifetime, he couldn't love you as I do in a single day" -Unknown

*see post "messed up in the head" for reference