IrisAnnabella

This life is a complex of simple thingsthe man that taught them everything to this day die.Are an angel's frozen tears.from when you're young till now

The ribbons of pink now mean much moreHomemade fruitcakes at ChristmastimeWhose wakening should have been in ParadiseBut our legacy will not end.

They say that life gets better and time will ease the pain;And even though I am all grown up