I Am a Goth
The cold and the dark bring contrast to beauty like a red rose in the snow or a bright candles glow in the black of night.
Death can bring relief like the crispy brown leaves that fell from the trees you know Autumn has come and Summer is finally done. Time for the people to hide and the shadows to meet.
Outcasts the shadows, all wear the same dark clothes. It's a community for the people no one knows.
Idk.
Death can bring relief like the crispy brown leaves that fell from the trees you know Autumn has come and Summer is finally done. Time for the people to hide and the shadows to meet.
Outcasts the shadows, all wear the same dark clothes. It's a community for the people no one knows.
Idk.
