In a way this poem is personified a lot. And it's kind of deep and dark in a way. It's an anti-world poem. Meaning I'm going against the whole entire world. But I picked the universe instead.
Anyway feel free to bash, comment, and criticize this!
She had gold hair the color of money and red eyes, the color of blood.
Gleam Noiyam--resident darkness angel. Pairs! Call me: Pala, Yuki or Melissa. Slateort City!My Normal Twitter My avatar is super depressing, lmao.
I am fictional, and therefore do not even exist. Current theme.Current obsessions.
Also Known As: Palamon, Glitched Soul, Yuki's Sword, Melissa
One line that throws me off is
"and become nothing but a vacuum of subspace"
It didn't really fit with the line before I am sure you could have come up with another alternative.
Other then that I honestly really like it ^.^