-- Posted by juggalo sonic at 11:21 am on Nov. 5, 2008 "Cold as winter, strong as stone; She faced the darkness all alone. A silver goddess; a reflection. A mirage, a recollection. No return; no turning back. The past is gone, the future, black. Serpents gather in their nests, And she stands above the rest. Shadows hunt; she hunts shadow. The moon is risen; she stands below. She views her world through the eyes of others. Black and white; there are no colors, As she looks down upon a shattered youth. A shattered mirror shows a shattered truth." -- Posted by Urban Legend at 11:22 am on Nov. 5, 2008 Never been that big of a fan for poetry, but it's pretty cool. -- Posted by whoami111 at 11:23 am on Nov. 5, 2008 the girl in your poem sounds like a bitch -- Posted by paperskyx at 11:26 am on Nov. 5, 2008 It's stupid. -- Posted by Lunarose at 11:33 am on Nov. 5, 2008 i like it