In existance was once a ball of wool, brilliantly architectured it was.
there was once a kitten,an innocent child.
she yearned for the ball, yet in vain was her attempts.
fell into darkness instead, rolled out of her sight...
the kitten grew up and found new toys, but still desired that toy...
through the years, there were many...
but she wished for it.
yet today she found one,
one that totally beat the earlier,
and....
......
....
followed by unspoken words..
*i know its a horrible poem, but its something i feel like writing.
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I think it's a pretty cute poem :D
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