My name is not important. I am simply me, though what most people I'd prefer to jus refer to me as Ember. I am obviously 17, my location also being unimportant. I love to write. Writing is my escape from reality...I just write what i feel I need to say to the one who won't listen... |
This feeling I am conjuring day after day is so...
yet i recognize it daily...
I will be the purple to your green,
If you will be the black to my red...
The way my heart races,
when I hear your voice...
In all honesty,
You terrify me...
It is strange,
How one day things just change...
In Death, Not Difference |