October Celebration #13 (2011)
Orange light filters in through the trees,
Orange light that bathes me in it's warmth,
Alone in the woods,
But not alone at all...
The wolves that sleep at my feet,
They too look orange in this light,
All is quiet around me,
A moment of peace...
Orange light filters in through the trees,
Orange light that bathes me in it's warmth...
I should move from this spot,
I should go back home...
But I'm happy to bask in this light for now...

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Emo, angsty gothic love stories, mostly some kind of poetry. A passion I didn't know I had until I was about 21. Something that I have been doing mostly consistently ever since. My pen name is Belasrose, my online name is Caerid Lock.
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