The future?
Falling in blackThe ropes seemed to snag
Caught behind rocks
I think I ate her socks
Our house will be blue
Built up by our crew
A crew of wonder
The one of family
And of great friends
And of our lovely children
Hoping here, it never ends
Ink will flow from my pen
I am no one
No one is me
I always continue to run
She giggles with such glee
Not broken, but its mended
I gave it to a princess
Questions?
I'd rather not
The day is too hot
It's nine in the afternoon
And you're eyes are the size of the moon
<3
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