--- I'm so sorry for not updating in FOREVER!!! But I shall do my best to update this daily from now on. In fact, I'm considering starting this whole thing over altogether, but then again, that'd a bit of a pain in the ass, so i guess you'll have to deal >:P I took this poem to the literal sense as well as kept it short and sweet.---
Such a sick imagination I have
to dream of such slander
Where feathers turn to skin
And food's taste is blander
Where I plunge underwater
And need not take a breath
But when a grim come peak its head
I cannot run a breadth
