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Scoop
Sloop
Something about mice, or clocks
Cows can jump, spoons can fuck and some other unrealistic dip.
But, whom am I to judge another artist fun, when playing against the wind.
I sit, and I ponder of how much I'm not a daughter, and wallow in my salty essence.
...
Oh dear, oh my, would you like at time?!
This is my good bye.
I have no time.
*runs and jumps off a cliff*
GOOD BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeee~~~!
*spalt*
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*looks a friend*
"So want do you think?"
"...it's pretty...different"
"Thanks!"
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so what do you guys think?
Probably should've warned you on the dark stuff...
Anyways, vote, comment, and share please!
~key
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little women poems
PoetryJust about a girl from Upstate New York. Little snippets from her life... Things she's experienced Not only looking from the outside, in.
