Winter's comfort is now cursed.
2004-10-17 - 7:01 p.m.
winter is the best time of year for me, the frozen ground sparkles due to its icy parasite, making the bare ground look beautiful in the cold morning's sun, my heart feels at peace. but this year, the peace of my heart will not remain due to the effects of last winter. my heart was conquered, the love held deep inside revealed. my heart of ice was then crushed, reavealing many tiny, sparkeling fragments revealing who i am. winter, bring me not the love of past, but the comfort of now, for i can't fix the broken peices of my past...
