Ah Persephone, the beautiful goddess of Spring, with a smile as cheerful as the breeze,
– Hey, beautiful! What’s up with those sad looking eyes?
– Heartbreak! – You answer without giving it a second thought.
– My, my! So quick to jump to conclusions, aren’t we? – a smirk shows up on my lips. Read more
I read a stupid poetry, by a crazy writer,
The hell he ain’t even a writer…
But, it clicked… Read more
She felt cold. Oh, her little feet were so cold, so blue…they were freezing…slowly…She felt a dancing blue flame surrounding her. Such a cold flame, it was ruthless. It caressed her, lied to her. It seemed welcoming and warm and beautiful and untouchable and mysterious and strong and never-ending and…