Biography of Cassandra Joanna
Live in the moment; 'cause tomorrow you might be dead.
Cassandra Joanna Poems
A shooting star, So beautiful and bright, Gleaming in the sky, Flying through the darkness of night,
As the black rose falls out of my hand, The tears begin to shed. Dark is all I see As I close my eyes and turn away.
People are shouting Sirens blaring Damage is done Can't forget
The walls were so strong, Perfectly built, Until something went wrong and he got up and left, One wall is gone,
A shooting star,
So beautiful and bright,
Gleaming in the sky,
Flying through the darkness of night,
Shining from roof to roof,
Not deciding when to ground,
It floats over cities and paints pictures that for only a a second can be found,
Gliding with the wind it touches the heavens,
So graceful and majestic,