(( so its been forever...wells i got nothing extra special planned, do a dance? nah im kinda drained thinking of ways to create a government type deal for my harry potter clubg...here's something of mine i found a while ago....it say's "Isaiah 52:3" randomly at the top...hmm why is that?))
Isaiah 52:3 (New International Version)
3 For this is what the LORD says:
"You were sold for nothing,
and without money you will be redeemed."
((here it iss))
Oh, she has skin as white as snow, lips as blue as the sea, and eyes darkened and wounded. She crawls upon painted glass, in pain her teeth gnash, there are scars upon her pearly back from a lash of perfect symmetry, within the world's hideous calling. What is she now? Bruised, broken, lost among in a veiled mask, her eyes are blinded with the dirtness of the world. the sea stings as it rises against her. Salt water lullabies steal her from the womb and she claws her way back. Searching for, she doesnt know what, searching for a Savior to dull the sting, searching for some unknown name to escape her lips and cause the world and the pain to leave her.
((seems like something i'd write right? haha right write hahaha..i dunno about it i imagined it in my head. dude i type slow. what choo think?))
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