Everything is nothing in this twisted nightmare that everyone and thing I've cared for has thrown me into. But if there was one reason that I should come back to the world that gave me the razor kiss of hatred, is the presence of your frostbitten touch and gruesome grace. Never have I seen such beauty in a human being as I have seen in you; standing before me in elagance so sweet and aura so dark, beyond what words such as these can describe.
((Yea, my first rant...I think it's alright...))
 Black Is My Heart · Sat Oct 22, 2005 @ 06:00pm · 0 Comments |
