Falling
Oh, killing me softly, and i'm still falling~<3 A girl cires, her crystal salt tears run quickly down her pale face. She grips the rose tightly and soon, crimson blood begins to flow through her fingers and clenched fists. She was falling, deep though the blue shades of an unrequited love... whites sparks of hope seemed to fizz away, and she began her journey throught the tunnel of the broken hearted...