

Gentle breezes, violent gales.I should now tell you, Where my story begins, The same place it ends, Just with different winds.Gentle breezes, violent gales.
They rip me and shread me, They tear up my pride, Blowing gales through my mind, I have no choice but to hide.
And then they come gently, Teasing and soft, As if in disbelief, Of what they are capable of.


Dying ScreamsHow can you do this? Just throw it all away, And without a backward glance, You move along your way.Dying Screams
Did I mean so little to you? That you can just ignore, My voice screaming through the darkness, My blood upon your floor.
How is it possible? For you to go on, Whereas I am broken, lying here, Dying, dead, forgotten.
hehe, wow, I LOVE your snake mouth photot. That's so cool!
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-Aoi Leann
do the same for me k?
cya around jenn...dnt forget to submit loads so i can fave ur awesome stuff
Feel free to check out my gallery and leave comments.
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(")_(") "heellloo moto"
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-Aoi Leann
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