I stand here, at the Gates of Hell Smoke, flames, and brimstone surround me I cannot see beyond the palace walls The guards summon He who walks behind the Rose The ultimate giver of punishments I have been sentenced to death by this demonic creature His wings so big and bold His face so narrow… Continue reading *untitled*
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Tears
A sweet & silent drop of a tears smashes down on the wet ground Even when it rains you could se that single drop of sadness fall before you It touches a wet soiled ground, as you look around you see heaven in the trees, in the sky & in the ground of green grass… Continue reading Tears
Suicidel Love Life
IM going insane. The walls are closing in. I cry myself to sleep every night and think of the one I love. He has died because of me. I wish I could have saved him but there was nothing I could do and so I will sit here forever thinking of him…. I hold up… Continue reading Suicidel Love Life
Dead Roses
A ROSE OF SUCH BEAUTY AND PASSION, A SYMBOL OF LOVE, AND A SIGN OF DEATH, DAYS GO BY WHEN THE ROSES DRY OUT AND WEEPING DEATH, AND IS SO STILL AND YET STILL BEAUTIFUL, THE COLOR TRANSFORMS FROM A BURGUNDY RED, TO A DEADLY DARK BLOODY RED, VAMPIRES COLOR OF END OF DAYS
Forbidden Sight
I wonder if I could see her again Stare into her brown eyes one more time Remember how it used to be So I can forget, or know
Roses
Roses, beautiful, deadly roses. They do not look as though they could harm, but they do. Grip it the wrong way and jirk back in suprise as thin streams of blood trickle down your arm. I stare at the rose that resembles the shade of my blood so perfictaly, so beautifully against it’s petals.
Pin It To The Wall
Every time I think I know just what I want It slips away I heard the sighing in your chest But now it’s gone
Sinful Reunions Part 2
The next morning Puriel woke up with a start. She sat silently until she heard the noise that awoke her again. There it was. A sharp raping at the front door. Puriels face went paler than usual. Surely it wasn’t Adrien…Was it?
What’s It To You?
You stopped me in the hall one day, asking Do I look upon the world with a ‘happy look’? Perhaps I sighed