3llo Motos!!! My new poem is out here now!!!
The Blood Queen
The Blood Queen lays in her layer. Everything is dark. Her walls are made of blood, just like her. Everything is blood to her.
No one wants to love her. Everyone wants to hate. Why? Because that's just the way it is. Or is it.
iiLady_Avian · Sun Mar 29, 2009 @ 09:19pm · 0 Comments |