Ravenn's profile

Beloved you are mine until the end of time. Your whisper faint upon my ear, I held you close, calming fear promising eternity divine. Dearest darling now so dead dripping drops of red drape across your face, eternal love is grace - unfortunately, I prefer you dead. A horrid thing to do, I should not have lied to you. Such an easy mark walking alone in the dark, alas, what could this girl do? Except drop you to the ground, silent now, I search around. In the air, your heady scent hangs impatie...

in this bloody masquerade of life alone and yet together close and yet apart does one plus one equal two or does it simply add up to nothing before we submerge back from whence we came nothing more than a bloody respite played from the same refrain in the tune of life

Beloved you are mine until the end of time. Your whisper faint upon my ear, I held you close, calming fear with promises of eternity divine. Dearest darling now so dead dripping drops of red drape across your face, eternal love is grace - unfortunately, I prefer you dead. A horrid thing to do, I should not have lied to you. Such an easy mark walking alone in the dark, alas, what could this girl do? Except drop you to the ground, silent now, I search around. In the air, your heady scent hangs ...

searching for anything that will let her feel _(we are here for you)_ spiraling out of control teetering on the brink she takes one step further away from the last shred of hope that binds her to this existence _(no one is coming to save you)_ the color black cannot convey how hollow inside _(come closer . . . listen)_ playing hopscotch she dances over the jagged edge once more does she secretly pray she will slip and fall tumbling into the oblivion residing within herself (she closes her eye...

searching for anything that will let her feel _(we are here for you)_ spiraling out of control teetering on the brink she takes one step further away from the last shred of hope that binds her to this existence _(no one is coming to save you)_ the color black cannot convey how hollow inside _(come closer . . . listen)_ playing hopscotch she dances over the jagged edge once more does she secretly pray she will slip and fall tumbling into the oblivion residing within herself (she closes her eye...