The night blew in, shadows softly caressing the world, the magic of darkness lulling all to sleep They speak, soothing whispers carrying with the wind Glares went to the direction of the multiple-pierced teens, black being their sole protector They speak, despair reaching their cold eyes Your words are flat, uncaring; your face is as hard as a stone You speak, but I cannot hear you ~StarJadeNight~ Good-bye. Au revoir, mes amis. Je suis désolé. |