My Iron heart will beat when yours is rust.
I take your Strength, your power, your lust.
By Iron Will alone I set my mind in motion.
Through endless storms of fervent devotion.
My mom got my sister a cardboard cut out of a weeping angel for Christmas. We don’t really have any other place to put it except for at the end of a hallway. Every time I look down this fucking hallway I have a heart attack.