BannisterThey say it’s stood there for all of time. Even though we all know that’s not the case, it certainly looks the part. Flaking paint, rusting metal, overgrown lawn, the house is a beacon of neglect. Tucked away in the middle of average suburbia, the tall forlorn balconies pierce the sky and thread between the cloudsBannister
They say a monster lives in the house. Everyone can hear it’s shrieks and groans. Throughout the night, children lie awake fearing the sounds outside their bedroom windows. Wailing permeates the carefully ordered gardens, the white picket fences, the neatly manicured lawns and walks.
They say
my mistressMy mistress’ eyes are somewhat like the sun if you squint at them in the correct lighting and at the right time of daymy mistress
My mistress’ eyes are a tad bit like the sun; Paint is far more red then her lipstick’s red; If paper is white why then the ink has run; If hair be wires her conditioner must be dead. I have seen roses at the corner store; But her cheeks are really pale by compare; Some parsley or some mint I think for sure; Smell better then her thoughts that stain the air. She sure seems to talk a lot I know, And it really does grate upon my nerves; &nb
also thanks for the watch =3
p.s april is behind me, forcing me to post something o.o
April: VIVE LE REVALUTION!!!
even though i hijacked your account
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"He who angers you conquers you". ~Elizabeth Kenny
xD
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