It is a night f darkness, a song of death, wolves vent their cry. The beautiful one rises. Mist shrouds her stalking form, a timeless desire. Her raven hair cascades over pale and delicate shoulders, and her full blood red lips part slightly, to taste the life streaming from the pale flesh beneath her. Now… Continue reading Dark Love
I felt sorry for those souls which didn’t want to leave this hell called earth.
O.k. so i don’t really know what to write because i have never been very good at articles.I am 14 years old and i don’t really know where i am heading in life.I have a wonderful boyfriend,great friends and yet i couldn’t be any more depressed.
I have been writing down some of the things people have said to me over thelast month, and turned it into a poem/story. It was longer, but I shortened itso it could be better understood.