i sit alone in a world of those different, some cold and hard, some lush and tall, but i am beauty not taken in, i am the frozen rose. as i sit alone in the center of the garden, passerbys look past me and say, ''we could plant in this garden some wonderful things, but since this world is frozen here,lets just let it be.'' so they walk on taking no notice of me. i am a lonely soul, the only one of my kind, hard to understand as i am i am as simple as a frozen rose. idk what direction i was goin in with this one... not my best
ah cool more of your stuff! you say this is not your best, but it's really not that bad. i like the image of the frozen rose...
