He was a boy with blue-black hair,
and a chillingly deep obsidian stare.
He had pale milky white skin,
and that fresh, sugary kind of grin.Read More »
He was a boy with blue-black hair,
and a chillingly deep obsidian stare.
He had pale milky white skin,
and that fresh, sugary kind of grin.Read More »
I’ve got a red umbrella in my hands,
it takes your sad eyes and demands,
to hold them tight and light them up,
then blow you a kiss from the pup,
who sits upon the wooden handle,
it warms you inside like a candle,
as it shields you from the rain,Read More »
It was cold outside,
when you said you had to go,
my tears turned to ice,
and fell to the snow.Read More »
I’m lost in the dark,
don’t know how to get home.
I see people around,
but I still feel alone.
It’s not even winter,
but I’m so cold.Read More »