In the darkness,
no one can see your tears...
Hall of Magnificence, Eyes of passion
Dancers all dressed gaily in their best...
Looking through to see the view
A little gift from me to you...
Ecstasy rain drops
From candy coated clouds...
Sitting in her corner, blood shot eyes.
Watching darkness surpass the light...
Is it for the blood or the passion
For the need or the lust that's within...
A simple girl from the start
she had friends...
Inveigling smiles,
giggles here and there...
In the dark depths of dreams
a silent angel lies asleep...
You might belong in Gryffindor
Where dwell the brave at heart...
Once beating and strong, lays silent and cold
surrounded in granite, eyes liquid and gold...
Something my mom wrote
One time there were three angels...