Well, I think this pretty neat, didn't take me to long which was nice. Doesn't mean much anyway just felt ok.



she usually tries to be right
even though with me she always is
she never tries to hurt anyone
unless of course you are an ass
she always smiles no matter what,
till the night where past meets present.

she loves her fancy little ponies
as weird as they may come.
she fills her rooms with many dolls,
i still wonder how that yellow rat lives.
she adores her loyal little dog,
though i don't think she likes me.
shes close to her family,
as small as they are,
it's what i always liked,
yet no use in caring now

she loves the scent of downy,
makes me wish it were a cologne.
she digs clothes with skulls and bones
as cliche as it gets,
i'll always see her as the first.
shes a walking animation,
forever drawn in my book, titled "life".