The Scarecrow stands in the garden in the twilight. The Raven returns from its haunting to rest upon its master's shoulders waiting for further instructions
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
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Wonderland
Welcome to Wonderland Where nothing is what it seems at first The straightest path Can wind into the darkest of woods Flower laugh because...
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin...
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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