Gothic Ballerina, by ~JaLeEsA lOvEs PoLkA dOtS~ Subscribe to rss feed for ~JaLeEsA lOvEs PoLkA dOtS~

She dances through the snow,
With her black eyes and red lips,
And her feet follow,
The darkness that she worships...

Her pale white skin,
Holds,
Deep within,
A dark black soul...

She's freezing to death,
An evil spirited diva,
Breathing her last breath,
Died my gothic ballerina...
Posted: 2005-11-19 05:01:49 UTC

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2005-11-20 19:57:26love nothing >>--
omg this is beautiful..i love alot of ur poems!

2006-03-08 19:53:20No Child Is Innocent Once Born
I really love this poem! I like the imagery and the flow! Excellent! A job well done! This is so beutiful!