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Teen

Haha, yes, it shocked me too, when I saw how long I hadn't posted anything here :'D

[I'll rewrite the End]

Been a while since I posted here... Don't ask me where this one came from, I have no idea, it just sort of kinda happened...

I'll rewrite the End

Sing me the song of your darkest night,
A tune that takes you far away,
Into darkness and despair,
Sing me a song of all your pain,
I'll be the moon and all the stars,
I'll burn the dark away.

Paint me the picture of your greatest fear,
A colourful atrocity that drags you down,
Into darkness and despair,
Paint me a picture of all your pain,
I'll be your knight, your sword, your shield,
I'll drive the monsters all away.

Tell me the tale of your worst memory,
A lost child walking down a lonely path,
Into darkness and despair,
Tell me a tale of all your pain,
I'll be your sign, I'll point the way,
I'll lead you from the dark.

Show me the scene of all your broken dreams,
A tragedy where all your actors drown,
In darkness and despair,
Show me a scene of all your pain,
I'll be your hero, I will fight,
I'll turn the tide.

Play me the tune of all your despair,
A melody that pulls you down,
Into darkness and despair,
Play me a tune of all your pain,
I'll be the sun's first beams of light,
I'll be the hope the morning brings.

Write me the story of your life,
Don't leave anything aside,
Tell me of pain and suffering and strife,
Tell me of things you can't abide.
But let me lend my strength and aid,
Let me dry those tears away,
I'll be the light that will not fade,
I'll be warmth that's here to stay.

Sing me of darkness,
I'll sing you of light,
Paint me a nightmare,
I'll draw you a dream,
Write me a tragedy,
And I'll rewrite the End.

Bob

You know what to do today. You have far too much on your plate and get stressed.

I wish I wasn't dead.

That is so cool! Druid approves!

Unfortunately, the local dictator imprisons the Greenpeace activists and due to Corona, the organisation has no more funding and can't hire lawyers to get them out.

Carpenter bee. We have lots of them in our woodpiles and I love them.

Purple or Calendar

The coat will be offended to not have been got and will walk away to somewhere where it is more appreciated.

Where?

I befriend the anteater and move back into the hill.

My hill.

business

Your garden is bigger. In fact the whole world is now your back yard. You are overwhelmed with all the problems in your back yard, and die of the psychological strain that puts on you.

I wish my editor got back to me faster...

I made quesadillas yesterday... And almost lost it with the dough multiple times... Last time I'm making tortilla wraps from scratch... The quesadillas turned out nice though... We had them with wild garlic dip, which was a great combo...

mad

mind