MY LIFE STORY
her sorrow has always been great she cares herself through but still feels the pain clawing away at what was left of a kind girl , a happy girl, a pretty girl, she smirked as she walked her isolated road without a map or a companion in site. She had lost those things long ago but finally after years was regining them back but was it for better or worse she had hoped for better yet to no avail.it seemed with things returning she was drowning in these new veiws tht her icey heart had never known. she had fallen on occaution for what seemed many but never had she melted away once though strong ice had become a liquid pool her eyes bright to her world. But she had chosen an ill time for such things never had she needed her ice more then now but it seemed she would have to grow back to her pain that was hidden yet now she was a pool filled with darkness and the water lay muddy and stale... she was not ice and would never be ice again she realizes that but she wants it and needs it from what she had forgotten her life was a dangeruos and lonely road that could easily be strayed on.
