i'm just a young artist
As I looked into the sky one night, A star winked down at me. What are you doing up so late; What are you trying to see?
By Catt Grayson5 years ago in Poets
The faerie wore a Smile and a crown To the meeting with The pretty little Princess, His eyes older than Her kingdom.
What color are we? White skin blue eyes red hair. Tan skin brown eyes black hair. What color is our blood? All of it is red
