Aug 31
It comes around mostly at nite.
My fear goes up, it's flight or fight.
I am too small, so give up the fists.
I am too big, to cry the mist.
For whenever it, is, it will find me soon.
I need to leave, or destroy the moon.
My fear goes up, it's flight or fight.
I am too small, so give up the fists.
I am too big, to cry the mist.
For whenever it, is, it will find me soon.
I need to leave, or destroy the moon.
08/31/24 - Muuuuuuuhaaaaahaaaaahaaaaa.....Happy early Holloween!!!@! HINT - didn't want to get too graphic...;o/
