Life becomes Death and Death is confonted with lifes mortality, we all live in a time when morals and sins are all confused and meshed in with each other. life is what you make of it and death is just another life waiting. ~Winter P.s. And to those who don't know me, I am Winter, With lips against the cold and desires untold. fantasy's told. touches and kisses, who misses the cold Winter? In my Mind I see Death, in my eyes I see Eternity in my breath, I see Winter's death, and yet who am I? am I that one that is suppose to feel the carass of death against my cold cheek? or maybe of eternitys great loss and yet still roam the world for ever? I use my words as my outlet on what I feel, a look into my mind of morbitiy and hell that only we know too well, if you want to see more of my work you can always go to my journal your more and welcome to visit and please do comment, I do enjoy people expressing themselves freely , Also, I love to write, I'm in the process of writing a book, im hoping as soon as its done to have it published, it is a Ficional Vampire book, but I can tell you its nothing like whats out there right now, and that is how I roll. you never know you may find some of my morbid poems in there, ^_^
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