poetry is my passion. i also love to design clothes, paint, draw, and listen to music. friends are my life and i'm an extremely odd person. i'm a pretty big deal. |
This house is empty.
Doors are locked...
I've done it for years,
I do it for fun...
11 were real and one was fake
There were 12 roses for me to take...
With a poison apple
and snow white skin...
Faith was lost.
Hope was gone...
Closed.
(My eyes were closed...
Nobody is perfect.
At least that's what they say...
11 were real and one was fake
There were 12 roses for me to take...