These essays and tests
Are they all for real...

I feel I need to remind you
More and more each day...

I look down at my feet
But they’re not what I see...

The Crimson rain is falling
It’s flowing past in sheets...

**written at 3 am,**
I’m not as innocent as I look...

Soft and swift my wings unfurl
And I try to take the sky...

*Number 100 for a very special girl. One I wish to...
I know this divine entity...

I can sit beside myself
And look into my life...

This path I walk I walk alone
For the salvation which I seek...

You are the epitome of hypocrisy
You are the resurrection of everything anti...

You breath me in first thing of every day
but you always question this fact...

I’m waiting for winter
To build a castle of ice...