mialo's Blog
twilight girl
October 6, 2008its a poem i wrote hope you like it. its called the Tast of Irony.
Of all the emptyness in a filled broken heart, though i never thought to look or ask. I sense a ring behind tha loss of depth, So seek very well and beyond the mortal eyes of despire. Thus now will make the weak souls pay, . . pay in mayhem and torture for i will monarch ones from free falling to eternal life. Though i was too blind to see that it will kill and kill and kill.... Until it has no more suffering.... it... killed you.... my love of angels!! I mourned your hatred and treachery. Though seems that i took what you love and leave you in tears. I imprison your soul and it leaks as my blood... blood... oh, the smell of it.. In a glass that shudders over and over. Throwing every drop of the dark angels beholdings in a dark door of many mirrors. SO CRY NOW.... CRY... FREE!!! As of i will forever be yours!!!!