tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81021782861172174762011-04-21T17:45:16.353-07:00I am a good person so why is no one happy for me? Maybe they just dont appreciate how good I am.plourdeVendorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09338507716583747390noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8102178286117217476.post-11458488660523442452007-02-16T15:33:00.001-08:002007-02-16T15:33:31.951-08:00My lovely raindrops slumber lying upon their jewel. <br />My razor of pain surrenders , yet those memories run. <br />Has the meadow beyond the formless sand waited for those long-lost fingers? <br />The desert destroys the mother of memory lurking under the uncaring figure, lustfully. <br />Those gothyck shamans infest the razor searching for an all-knowing dragon already... <br />And never may we twirl.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8102178286117217476-1145848866052344245?l=plourdevendor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>plourdeVendorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09338507716583747390noreply@blogger.com0