I am tired
In this state of exhaustion i have always been myred
All the pretty flower pedals are now rotting away
All the dead trees in the wind now sway
If only i could fly
So high in the sky
I would fly away
In one place i would never stay
But, this is only wishful thinking
For my tiny island is sinking
Soon my body will lay still
For with death my body will fill
I am weighed down by my mask
Why am i so tired you may ask
Well a lot of reason i would reply
Many an answer i would supply
But that is a story for another time
With another poem that will rhyme
IS SHIPPING TO ME TODAY!!
Should be here in 2-3 days~
Expect much spammage when it does, because she has actual NICE CLOTHES that I won't be afraid to show off!
XD
Enjoy.