I am the doll with the tear-away face,
here in a flash and gone without a trace.
I am the "who" when you call, "Who's there?"
I am the wind blowing through your hair. ..
I am the shadow on the moon at night;
filling your dreams to the brim with fright.
Unknown "BellaDonna" Uncertain
- 15 years, 11 months, 25 days ago