She never walked the straight and narrow
she always was exactly she
and when he finally took her
he built her a pedestal
for being true
to life
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
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A world of intricacies, a world of dark obscure paths and open sunny fields. A world of the beautiful scents of exotic flowers and the foul smells of rotting flesh. This blog is a journey through my mind, better known as Reen's Forrest.