by Juliet Aug 23, 2007
category :
Sadness, depression /
about death
'La La La' sung the young Puppet as it danced for it's beautiful Master.Her fake black curls swung against her thighs as the music begins and soon dies with a long sigh. |
by Alex
I sat reading this poem for a good ten minutes, just simply soaking in the beauty of the words. I tried to grasp the hidden meaning, but all of the ones that I could come up with were terrible. I am curious to know if there was something that you were trying to communicate through this... |