It's not that far away,
The path of light, the stairs of clouds.
It's not that far away,
From horrid screams and people so fake.
It's not that far away...
Dressed in a gown, pure white and wings of silver.
Her hair of black, raven black, is soaked.
Clinging, to her very body.
She screams.
Thorns grow from her raven black locks,
a crown of death dawning her skull.
Her wrists, stitches sewn into her pale yet dark skin.
Bleeding, her gown cringes crimson.
The other angels avoid her, running from her sight.
The crimson angel.
A warning message for all.
 Vampiric ++doll++ · Sun Dec 24, 2006 @ 07:32am · 0 Comments |
