Aimée "I flew into his arms, Yet, I was a bird with broken wings... The warmth of his breathe, It brought back what was dead of me... I was a blooming flower in December" - Nael " I should've known, Aimée isn't like those other girls I mess around, she is... something else huh... ? Her dark hair, her tan skin and even her honey colored eyes... She has beauty, yet she doesn't even use it... Embraces it but doesn't use it to capture those guys who are around her... why ? Her voice is like a knife that cuts my deepest desires of using her, it is sharp as a blade... I guess her voice is the only thing that kept me away of driving her in harms way..."