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In my large castle I feel happy.
All my toys and trinkets.
My maids and butlers, rooms and dungons.
All I could want and need.
But in a sense I feel alone.
I live in the east wing.
My parents are in the west.
My maids won't play with me.
My butlers won't read me stories.
And rooms don't care for young children.
So I called an angel down.
She took care of me and named me.
Claire.
I fogot about my toys,
my butlers,
my maids,
my rooms,
and my dungons.
I have a bestfriend I thought.
An Angel.
 XxXx_BlindReaper_xXxX · Tue Sep 30, 2008 @ 12:52am · 0 Comments |
