by ❤ Random ❤ » Wed Nov 27, 2013 1:25 pm
starlight. wrote:~ F i r s t ~ I s ~ T h e ~ B e s t ~
Well, here is a nice contest for all of you, whether you like Perfect or not x3
Whenever you see this ;;
Just quote the post you found it in {this one doesn't count} and you will receive a little christmas kitten!
Have fun~
by darkinjinx » Wed Nov 27, 2013 1:36 pm
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I feel wet snow on my
cold, dry skin as
the darkness starts
to settle in.The
stars shine bright
to lead my way.
Through tall, snow
covered trees which
bend and sway in
the breeze.My heart
tells me in hours this
day will be past,
when the nighttime
comes to me slowly
at last. I am back in
the snow so pristine
and clean, but
sadness shows me it
was only
a dream.
by Music_Lover » Wed Nov 27, 2013 1:40 pm
starlight. wrote:Lol, let's see...
♪♫♪
♪♫♪
by darkinjinx » Wed Nov 27, 2013 1:44 pm
Music_Lover wrote:starlight. wrote:Lol, let's see...Meow
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I feel wet snow on my
cold, dry skin as
the darkness starts
to settle in.The
stars shine bright
to lead my way.
Through tall, snow
covered trees which
bend and sway in
the breeze.My heart
tells me in hours this
day will be past,
when the nighttime
comes to me slowly
at last. I am back in
the snow so pristine
and clean, but
sadness shows me it
was only
a dream.
by Music_Lover » Wed Nov 27, 2013 1:44 pm
starlight. wrote:Music_Lover wrote:starlight. wrote:Lol, let's see...MeowI was waiting, c;
Yayz for you!
♪♫♪ ♪♫♪by darkinjinx » Wed Nov 27, 2013 1:57 pm
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I feel wet snow on my
cold, dry skin as
the darkness starts
to settle in.The
stars shine bright
to lead my way.
Through tall, snow
covered trees which
bend and sway in
the breeze.My heart
tells me in hours this
day will be past,
when the nighttime
comes to me slowly
at last. I am back in
the snow so pristine
and clean, but
sadness shows me it
was only
a dream.
by Music_Lover » Wed Nov 27, 2013 2:00 pm
starlight. wrote:You be a stalkin'
I be like ya man
♪♫♪ ♪♫♪by darkinjinx » Wed Nov 27, 2013 10:55 pm
Music_Lover wrote:starlight. wrote:You be a stalkin'
I be like ya manWoof
How many can we get per day?
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I feel wet snow on my
cold, dry skin as
the darkness starts
to settle in.The
stars shine bright
to lead my way.
Through tall, snow
covered trees which
bend and sway in
the breeze.My heart
tells me in hours this
day will be past,
when the nighttime
comes to me slowly
at last. I am back in
the snow so pristine
and clean, but
sadness shows me it
was only
a dream.
by Music_Lover » Thu Nov 28, 2013 3:25 am
starlight. wrote:Music_Lover wrote:starlight. wrote:You be a stalkin'
I be like ya manWoof
How many can we get per day?As many as you can find!
♪♫♪ ♪♫♪by darkinjinx » Thu Nov 28, 2013 9:33 am
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I feel wet snow on my
cold, dry skin as
the darkness starts
to settle in.The
stars shine bright
to lead my way.
Through tall, snow
covered trees which
bend and sway in
the breeze.My heart
tells me in hours this
day will be past,
when the nighttime
comes to me slowly
at last. I am back in
the snow so pristine
and clean, but
sadness shows me it
was only
a dream.
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