Her Factory Girl's, Substance Abuse

Vanessa Carlton's, making my way through the crowd and I'm home bound Coming off his elevator last evening as there she was, a little Red Tailed Fox So pretty albeit a tad bit frieghtened; while her tiny creation, trotted away... Lovingly about the corner disappearing, from my view ? Reflecting this year Past whence beholding atop their very same, third floor, his baby vampire's Black pearl eyes google surprise clinging to it's wall gazing; of precious life ? As once more we find these splendours aside, the miracle be sight; blessed White scorching light her kittens at play a new born giraffe his mother's gift Bashful long lashes she stares ten thousand years quivering lips her heart's Refrain sitting amidst tear covered mountains ? Rivers, which wind weeping Time this witness their infants crawling through another day; that your pain Love, and whom shall we claim ? Entering the sanctuary open arms to erase.