Listen to the birds. She left the one she loved with his whole mind body and soul.but she was a magician . Helped her along. Became a warlock for her sake. He renounced all. His biopsy next week. His son said did you make your peace? The puppet shadow he was alawys said don’t worry. What pain better to forget yourself than have to leave her. When the spaceship leaves the anchor loosens you hear a snap. The say in echancar. It flies away and the objects which are so smudged will be too far to discern. Only little children so lost but here is the clincher:::::flying toward Your heart, whom you loved a very long eons ago seemed intensely. As death may not. Ever part
Does your grammar totally suck on purpose? YOU are NOT a shadow puppet.
-----no I was. alluding to a song;
" your a puppet" by Bobby Purify, a golden oldie. The shadow, took from you and, I’m working on my grammar., thanks----.
bleh
. Too bad even if you meant it
“you’re never too far down
I promise you’ll be found
I’ll reach into the mud and miry clay…”
–Audio Adrenaline
“It would seem that our Lord finds our desires not too strong, but too weak. We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the offer of a holiday at the sea. We are far too easily pleased.”
–C.S. Lewis