Poem - Winter Snow
Winter snow falls gently,
Slowly,
Softly gliding to the ground.
Muffled voices gently,
Quiet,
Softly leaving not a sound.
Labels: poetry
posted by Me at 3:16 PM
Diary of an Outcast
My name is Elizabeth Raventail. My life is interesting in the fact that I do not physically exist. I am a Dream Archive, a Wish Collection, an Alter-Ego. I am a dream for greatness that may never happen, a cry for importance and acceptance that few choose to hear. I do not exist, yet I am everywhere, limited only by imagination. My name is Elizabeth Raventail, and this is my story...
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