

ImaginingsIt seems like yesterday, my friend, When, happily, we would pretend That we were knights and damsels bold, With stories that were yet untold.Imaginings
A rocking horse would be a mare, Our castle keep; a kitchen chair, Our swords and daggers, made of sticks, Our sorcery, just magic tricks.
And when the day was nearly done, Reluctantly, wed end our fun, Wed leave the fairies, sprites, and elves, And doing so, become ourselves.
It seems like yesterday, my friend, When real was something we could bend But time, it moves without
Your name is Mrs. Woshida... XDDD
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"Do I want to be feared or loved? Um... easy, both. I want people to be afraid of how much they love me."
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i luv me.
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"Do I want to be feared or loved? Um... easy, both. I want people to be afraid of how much they love me."
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i luv me.
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i luv me.
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