Dreams of an Alien

“Where did the love go?” She silently asked herself. Her teary eyes watched the crimson red drops of heartbreak as she stood on the top of the building. Her stare followed the drops fall through the air, but couldn’t see them hit the ground, only the walking creatures beneath her. Surviving was all she did, though she never actually lived. She had grown weak of heart. Fragile as porcelain and full of emotions that could never be returned. An alien, she was, with a monster as her lover. Her heart has been ripped in thousand pieces, smashed, beat and defeated and now. Her dreams, her thoughts, her life; was all coming to an end.

mandag den 4. juni 2012

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