BiLLiDeSiACoShOnow2

To the freezing Wind of the West,
          	The chill on my spine,
          	Like a hundred porcipine needles dipped in dry ice,
          	A dream against the horrid sound of the shrieking scream,
          	The curtains bellowing against the bitter breeze,
          	Oh Wind of the West, how cold can you be?

_ashrosez_

BiLLiDeSiACoShOnow2

To the freezing Wind of the West,
          The chill on my spine,
          Like a hundred porcipine needles dipped in dry ice,
          A dream against the horrid sound of the shrieking scream,
          The curtains bellowing against the bitter breeze,
          Oh Wind of the West, how cold can you be?

SilverJem

but i am glad to be your first... my friend here in my school was my first fan and she has an awesome story .. check it out i think you might like it.. search melodies and desires... my stories are not real life though.. they are fantasy!! i'll read your poems.. i have some too read one black thought!! 
          
          actually if you would like too...

SilverJem

but i am glad to be your first... my friend here in my school was my first fan and she has an awesome story .. check it out i think you might like it.. search melodies and desires... my stories are not real life though.. they are fantasy!! i'll read your poems.. i have some too read one black thought!! 
          
          actually if you would like too...