bit's of then and now
nothing stays the same for long
what is past is sure
future so unsure
the earth grows silent, sleeping
waiting to be renewed
the veil grows ever thinner
morning brings a new year
Guest blogger onThe Dead Beneath London's Streets"
so sosossoooooo, sometimes i think toooooooo much and i also like to make long chains of oooo's in my writting, Oh, and i really love t...
