Not the best, I'm afraid... ;-; I used up all my creativity on a (rather good, I think) drawing of a fish-deer. ~_~ So yes. I'm tired and want to sleep. xD
Round Fifteen
mmm stony I recline
on my bed of moss
I cannot stretch
but only crack
(with age)
it's cool here
shady
and inside of me it's cool too
even when the sun slants to lie
on me (grainy)
I am never warmed through
once a child died and there were tears
which pocked me
now the rain dots my face
worn down so smooth and faint
and the moss grows
in my coolness
and beds me
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Hedjrebl
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In my next life,
I want to be me,
and meet you again.