A rose, red and sweet, But if cut away will wilt. Held in warm, tender hands, To endure the harsh winter nights. Held par the new earth, It blossoms if donné proper care. But mine, It blossoms ten times as much, Because of my l’amour and his.
Her stunning beauty, And she doesn't even know it. Her miracle of smiles, But for others doesn't montrer it. A voice sweeter than an angel's, Grace like a gazelle's, A mind of an owl's, And silent, Like a cat on the prowl. She holds me here, And I'm glad, For I may soon die without her.
A miracle to have, And I'm the one to keep it. And it only...
I'm back with the new story line, hope toi like it
4 years have past since I found out that I was a half witch, half vampire. That an was so busy and hectic. Me giving birth to Mason, the volturi montrer up to kill him, seeing Daniel and Leann again, than those strong witches who came after me and then the worsted thing of that an were the vampire hunters. I still having a hard time remembering what happened to those hunters, I know I killed some hunters but still my memory is blank on some points. The best thing that happened that an was Edward and me going to Isle...