by ˩ady Ǥamzee » Tue Dec 15, 2009 4:23 pm
Yasmin shook her head wearily. We all are of one kind, not knowing our past, hopeing for answers, but finding loose ends......... Yasmin lapped up some water, then slithered onto shore.
Pick me Up,
Hose me DoWn.
I'm sorry BoYs
About the DiRtY NiGhT ClOwNs.
Earth does BrEaK
The things that we MaKe
Like model PlAnEs,
And CuPpY CaKeS.