If you are of the pure souled, which I dought you are then do not read this journal for all of your world will blacken. I only speak the truth of my dark my mind in here..
Good luck my dark stars...
Let Us Dance Again...
I take your hand in mine, you press against me. You skin is so cold.. I rest my hand on your hip, then I start to spin you. Once..Twice.. You stop then your eyes go blank, your body goes limp in my arms. And I kiss your cold lips as your blood stains my hands...
rawr wolf boy · Tue Apr 06, 2010 @ 10:02pm · 0 Comments