The rose betrays a richer red,
Between her pale fingers,
Against her blood red hair,
And her eyes; also the colour,
Of beautiful crimson death,
Place small drops of blood,
Onto the un-forgiving snow.
Thanks to everyone that reads this!!! Especially MusicIs4Eva and Jaydeiskoollikethat. Without you guys, I wouldn't know what wattpad was or have the guts to even write a story or start a profile. Thanks again! this time for insidious sheep! Please listen to the music through the short time you read this, it is from a christmas album, but i still like it. :P
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Eternally Silenced
PoetryPoetry about love, darkness, tears and the paranormal. A dark look on life using music and words. Words can never be silenced... ... Only the human voice.
