FoxRoseMarie

Winter Prom Heart of gold, a heart of ice. A world of cold, the world of life. The night goes on, the moon shines bright. One tempting preposition, a unrefused proposal. Crystal lights, and bloody fights. One new world, the sparkles in light. Beautiful dresses, sparkling eyes. The stars shine bright, over false facades. Rainbow prisms, unthought of blades. No one thought to watch the beautiful one. Her crown above her, there are diamonds for thoughts. A gentle snow, Falls to the ground from above. The Ice princess of Prom, dances around in her black gown, a contrast to snow, A world in her own.

It was only a kiss.... There was almost too much emotion nowadays.  For Rose, it was like the world was spinning faster and faster down the broken tubes that society had become.  She hadn't really done anything, it was something so small.  Did kisses speak of tears?   There seemed to be no hesitation in anyone, noone wanted to hear her words.  They didn't care that she hadn't wanted the kiss.  The didn't care that she'd pushed, and not won.  He'd pushed too much.  Was there any reason for them to care?  No.  Apparantly they were far too busy with everything else, to want to even consider that she didn't even care. They always forgive themse