My world is black as the night sky in winter. A hunger gnaws at my heart until my soul is eaten away. There is nothing left. I search for light but find only darkness. Lost. Gone. Dead.
…and a crazy Pomeranian!
…and a crazy Pomeranian!
My world is black as the night sky in winter. A hunger gnaws at my heart until my soul is eaten away. There is nothing left. I search for light but find only darkness. Lost. Gone. Dead.
Parrots, Prose, and Poetry 