Cold haunted night, by YoungGirlBigEmotions Subscribe to rss feed for YoungGirlBigEmotions

The strike of lightening, 
the roar of thunder, 
the howl of wind awakens those from down under, 
the darkness of the sky 
the crunching of the leaves, 
tonight ghostly figures dance around the menacing trees, 
the changing in the atmosphere 
the gloomy silence all around 
with just the whispers of spirits waiting to be found. 
Posted: 2010-11-07 16:34:24 UTC

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2011-01-29 20:21:05!!! A DOUBLE EDGED SWORD !!!
this is good i really like how it all comes together