|fear of insanity|
Clockwork DollClockwork Doll, dusted, oldClockwork Doll by wics
Yet has a story to be told
Elegant and full of pride
Yet she has to run and hide
She's called a monster by the fools
Who treat her like some pet and tool
One whom was a muse to all
Spinning, dancing, yet now she sprawls
Inspiration was her gift,
But they have gone and taken it.
All thats left is gears and coils
Who hopes some day one will go and toil
To fix the doll to thee previous form
So she may spin and be reborn.
im a 16 year old odd ball british girl living in borin old' saskatchewan on a farm with three sheep seven cats and a dog im learning piano and guitar, already ready play Bb bass clarinet, contra bass clarinet and just regular Bb clarinet |
oh yah, and i bubbles!