In between is where the ghouls are.
The gnomes, the sprites.
The mischievous ones that give you hell.
Today is a 'tween place.
One day, rest, another day, rest.
Sad day, rest, happy day, rest.
And today is a 'tween place.
I sense bad things. Clumsiness or confusion.
Hopefully tomorrow is better.
Sep 25, 2013
Sep 25, 2013 at 9:48 AM UTC
In between is where the ghouls are.
The gnomes, the sprites.
The mischievous ones that give you hell.
Today is a 'tween place.
One day, rest, another day, rest.
Sad day, rest, happy day, rest.
And today is a 'tween place.
I sense bad things. Clumsiness or confusion.
Hopefully tomorrow is better.
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