In ten days me hearties- the great, the wonderful, the ever merciful (not true at all but just nod your heads and smile) Sarah will be turning 17. Yeah, thats right- the big ONE SEVEN. ^.^
What really blows about that though is that all the money I recieve I will be spending on christmas presents. >.< Gah, oh well.
Broken bonds for you to see, I'm sick of your tyranny, Make believe that I'm awake, Its your life thats at stake, In your dreams you will see, Obsidian taking over me, You can't run now- too far gone, Silence whisks along the edge of dawn.
Two minute poem- from yours truely *bows* Bah- I know its crap, just playing around with words you know ^.^
Rose_of_Tae · Fri Dec 10, 2004 @ 07:03pm · 0 Comments |