The color black is happy
The flower is very small
The wing is soft
I am
I fly
The flower is very small
The wing is soft
I am
I fly
When the sunset behind them was so crimson and purple and widely spread that the sky itself seemed to have grown larger..
Posted by Brianna at 7:40 PM
4 comments:
ohhh i love it.
did you write itt?
Certainly ^^
Yeah..in a random bout of poetic inspiration I whipped it up on refrigerator magnets! I liked it a lot so I wrote it down.. :P
woah that's cool. =)
Thanks =D It's probably one of my favorites...even though it's like mega-simple <3
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