Around, All Around, The Storm Clouds Gather. My Dread Grows As The Dagger Of Your Words Sinks Into My Heart. It Crushes Me, And Slowly My Life's Blood Drips Down To The Thirsty Earth. In Agony I Hang My Head While Nothingness Surrounds Me. Now Alone, My Love Falls Upon Blind Eyes. This Is Because Of You.
By Me And The Goth-o-Matic Poetry Generator.
Copy-Righted Shadow Kilo Sat Nov 10, 2007 @ 12:32am
By Me And The Goth-o-Matic Poetry Generator.
Copy-Righted Shadow Kilo Sat Nov 10, 2007 @ 12:32am
