nail_boy

And round and round we go, where we stop no one knows, I see a pattern in falling leaves, in nubus clouds and in the seas, so i wish i may i wish i might, have the wish i scream tonight, to find true love at every turn, to love the joy and love the burn, to draw a ring around the rosies, with my pockets stuffed with posies, pretty death and pretty life, and i'm still screaming in the night

this is something I wrote for Natty. I thought you all might enjoy it as well though. Have a wonderful stuff.

the nail boy