Okay it going to be awhile before I update because of school just starting so I wrote a nice poem in apology.
You are you and you are beautiful.
I am me and I am...
I don't know what I am really.
Am I as lovely as the roses that grow in late winter; vivid against their white canvas?
Am I as ugly as the truth that was reviled as the candle of lies continued to melt?You are you and you are beautiful.
You are as wonderful as the wonderland I so skillfully depicted.
And you are as terrifying as a roller coaster; with loops and turns that make even the bravest shout.I am me and...
Again, I have know clue what I am.
Am I as tiredly as the Spinx's deathly riddle that has been repeated like a broken toy?
Am I as cute as the porcelain doll that soon will be fated to sit on a shelf and stare in envy at the people you cherish?You are you and you are beautiful.
You are as spiteful as the thorns that grow on the fence of a history worn house.
And you are as wise as the old oak that grow strong in its yard.I am me and I know what I am now.
I am as creative as the pixels the create the words I write now.
And I am me; who I'll always be.In other words my updates will be slow as shit from now on. Bye!
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Yonaka
FanfictionThis is a hnkna fanfic where our protage is a ten-year-old girl named Yonaka who is saved from her abusive stepmother and taken on a very VERY fluffy adventure for the most part ~Have fun all you lovely~ ~readers~