With the seed in my hand, I shall plant an orange tree. A tree that will marvel millions, Providing sunshine for all to see
By Cas_Cade2 years ago in Poets
In the darkest depths of the night, What being does one truly fear? Because if it is there, I am having a tea party with it.
I have a superpower. The power to manipulate space and time And the reality that we lived in. One second can last a millennium
Welcome to my Diorama Where the train goes round and Round Beside the mountain In front of the station Where the train goes round and
It was the Lunar New Year When he placed this ornament No purpose, just to be there, Only to be colorful and generate sound.