July 21, 2009 - 8:58am — Anzel
My heart
Is an open wound
Pouring billions of gallons
Of blood
Into these antlers;
...
This is my home...
But as the leaves grow dimly
More vibrantly duller
I feel the winter
It's time shall come
And snow shall steal away all prey
I must rest
Rest, now...
sad but good. inspirer
inspirer writing and poems //// if you like dragon eggs you can look at mine. at http://dragcave.net/user/xhunter
...I always love Vein's
-- Dannii <3