The only way I can talk is through poetry Otherwise you won't hear me say a thing I don't have social skills And if so it's only with those whom I've known since forever. I'm an easy person to get to know There's not much to see You'll see I have a kind heart and am full of love And the other part of me is my darkness and the fact that I don't mix with society. My views on things are different Compared to what others see But that's just how things are And that's just me. For example: A tree is not a living thing which gives off oxygen A tree is a barrier, in which you cannot cross And before you know it, there are so many around you That there is no where to run to, and no where to escape. Water is death Fire is the heart Light Kills And Darkness brings forth life. In Dark Angels world There is no lite Except that from the moon and the starts at night That's when I live That's when I can breathe People who meet me only see that I have the figure of a woman And can tell it by my voice And can get to know me from within And they're not shoved away from the appearance of the outer youth. That is my world That is why I hibernate as I do during the day And that is why I love to star gaze And make my wishes That someday, My world will come true. And it will be better for you too. Less broken hearts Less society rules More time to live A better life.Birth sign: Pisces
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