• moon light


    the moon light twinkels with the twinkeling stars. the moon light shimmers across the sparkling lake and rivers. but to people its just the light from the moon


    Leaving

    im leaving this place for witch im sad to say. im leaving to a place where i can be free where i can fing where i belong to fing my couarge and strengh to be come brave.

    i shall leave when all you can see is the pich night and the twinkinling of the moon and stars. i may never return and i may never be foung but i can still hear the howls of the house telling me to come back