:sigh: when my life's blood runs out of my body, death will be pure and sweet like the calling of an angel. death will come, his wings black as the night sky, to wisk me away to heaven or hell. to heaven, the shiny white of a warm and beautiful light, or to the the firey darkness known as hell. ether way.... the end will be bitter sweet, an after taste in the mouth of life. yes... death will come on swift wings, and take me from the cold and bitter world, to the place that i belong... heaven or hell, it is for me to choose... but, what do i deserve....? the beautiful shining light that is heaven...? or the firey darkness that is hell...? will anyone ever know? i dont belive so....
(no... i didnt draw this.....)
xGothic Lolita Dollx · Thu Dec 15, 2005 @ 03:07am · 0 Comments |