Bøger af Sanaa Dal

The angels reject me So, the demons hug me A deal with the devil To love me; for I no longer fear peril Gifting my soul away My black heart he prudently conveys The angels see their abandonment and mistake But let their minds regretfully contemplate For now, the devil lovingly hates me Protecting and indulging; he allowed me to see To fall in love with the darkness, It was truly the angels who made me heartless...