Nightingale is human - or would be, had it not been for the manner of her creation. Genetically engineered and grown to adulthood in a lab, she was created, not born. Why? For the sole purpose of the entertainment of rich men as one of the many Inamoratas in the bordello business . Beautiful, elegant, a superb dancer and an even better singer, she is the perfect lover for any man. Perfect, that is, except for her personality - the one thing you can't engineer.

Lyrics that I write :) Hope you enjoy! :D

Of one thing she was sure: it can't be normal to get addicted to a voice, no matter how charming it is. It all started because of a small mistake. Something so trivial, it could happen to anyone. Could it be that there are no coincidences? *Awesome new cover made by the lovely @thelessthanthreegirl. Thank you so much! I love it :D*

inspired by the Zombie song, by Stephanie Mabey. A zombie love story.

This is my entry for The Atty's Collection Contest. I wrote ten poems, hope you like them! Some are wrote about me and some are just poetry, no relevence to me.

Close, personal, heart wrenching and truthful poems that come from inside me. Things I've dealt with, problems I've exceeded... and some I've failed, and some I still do. I advise you to realize my life isn't perfect, no one's is... my poetry isn't amazing, it's just a release of emotions that have built up inside of me. Suicidal thoughts, heartbroken hearts, scars, bleeding wrist, the joy of rain, shining sun, fantasy, smiles, crushes, love. LIFE<3

A series of letters and poems hidden between the folds of wishful paper cranes.

Blood is red, Sad is blue My heart is broken Thanks to you My heart is bleeding it has a crack, and it really, really wants you back.