

Poem Thing.I am young, yet I am old. I am shy, yet I am bold. I am colorless, yet I am bright. I am day, yet I am night. Watch me spin, and watch me shine. I'm not this way all the time time. Hidden in this discrete location.... Waiting to save a drowning nationPoem Thing.
Oh, Mr. Sun.
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[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:
you make me happy when skies are grey.
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Believe in me as I believe in you.
Beautiful icon by ~Ginnunga.
haha it was actually kind of embarasing, and he couldn't work out why everyone was looking
your works really good
x
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you can't sit down right, cuz yer jeans are too tight :]
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