Deleted-User Posted December 21, 2012 She escapes reality riding upon bright moonbeams As usual she is lost in the midst of her dreams Her orange eyes with specks of gold Will burn a hole through the haters’ skulls These flames that she causes spread faster than wildfire They consume her heart like some hungry wolves Sunlight interrupts the cold, safe night She awakens with fear, thinking there won’t be light Filled with pain, filled with rage, filled with disdain She wishes she could fly Somewhere far away from this place
Deleted-User Posted December 21, 2012 yes its nice, to some will mean a lot, of sometimes how they feel
