LunaLilyfeather

Poison Apple from a Witch of Ice - A Short Poem, ideas from Snow White - -.-.-.- God gave you claws of ice. You gave them meaning in your life. Undoubtedly they gave you protection, From the cold tundra of your broken life. Those claws you parade keep many at bay, But you find that this display you mask, melts too fast. A mask and claws are your beauty and down fall. Trusting others means to swallow them, So you needed someone to give you everything without worries of return. oOo Those cold claws scared many away, But some were blind of your thinning ice and saw only your mask. Easily controlled the weak in the heart, You fed

sorry for any grammer errors you may experence as I love to comment. Its sad that no one comments on other peoples work in less its insanely awesome -.- thats so crude. All great artist and masters start some where.

I wish you would just tell me that the relationship is broken, even if it seems to keep collaborating. The jagged egde makes it's way deeper and deeper every time it passes through. Will you ever see how much this means to me, will the sound of silence break each second like the number of hammers I have received to the skull. I hear it break inside time and time agian. The shattering of my existence leaves shards of glass all over the floor. How can you not see me waiting for the first sign of eascape? Or do you only see the face I put up? You see the ticking of the clock, as my patients grows thin. Tick, tick, tick. The seconds go by, you wa