In the cold, crisp,
Winter darkness,
In the infant snow,
She leaves her trace.
Her crimson cheeks,
Distinct, against her pale skin,
Her dark hair,
Contrasting, against her pallid face.
Her blood red lips,
Caressing a blood red apple,
While her frail fingers,
Flow freely, to the now tainted snow.
As the sorrow overwhelms her,
Slice,
She drips upon the snow,
The stainless steel relief,
As the knife begins to enter,
And blood and tears become one,
She is soon to be forgotten,
Or cast aside, as just another suicide.
Current Residence: Oklahoma Favourite genre of music: Top 40 Favourite photographer: Myself.. Favourite style of art: Dark Art, Expressive, Nature Operating System: WinXP MP3 player of choice: iPOD Wallpaper of choice: DARK BLUE Favourite cartoon character: Darkwing Duck Personal Quote: Sex between two people is great. Sex between 5 is fantastic!
Just got my hands on a new Digital Camera.
Its a Cheap one, but it will do what I need it to do..
The rest I can fix in photoshop..haha
Its a Kodak, (not my first choice). haha, I'll have some new pictures up pretty soon.
Im probally going to take the camera out this afternoon and get a few SKY and LANDSCAPE Shots.
Hopefully they will turn out better than my last attempt.
-bryan