Death and decay this summer
tsk tsk tsk... like a million years has passed me.. its been 2 decaying days since our last volley ball training ended.. well i have nothig 2 tell you becuz i just decayed this past few days... i cant explain my feelings inside so instead.. im gonna put a short poem so it will be a lot easier 4 moi!!"HOPE IS THE THING"
Hope is the thing... 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've heard it in the chillest land, And on the strangest sea; Yet, never, in extremity, It asked a crumb of me.
....see how bored i am??
posted by DamNCuteAngel @ 3:19 PM
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