TehMessenjah

Nous sommes les accidents Sommes pas-vous? Tout le monde a les fauts Tout le monde l'aime Les lumieres brulent les feuilles Des novels qui parlent les chansons Elles chantent le feu Au fin, le monde se debarasse Sans l'avenir Demande a Dieu Et matrice Je l'aime quand les lumières pleure S'égouttant leur lueur Dans le vide de l'eau Ce monde s'allume la nuit Un carnaval vide des géants Et quoique les lumières crient pour les mains enfantines des imbéciles de brasseur d'affaires Tout gèle et une tranche argentée tombe We are all accidents Arn't we All the world has mistakes All the world loves them The lights burn th

"THE SINK! THE SINK!" He yelled. Without water, it was all over for his dear pet leech. As Dash dashed to the sink to fill a bowl with water, Stay stayed and comforted Dry, his quickly drying love. Suddenly, Dash realized his fatal mistake: He had forgotten that earlier he had fastened his neck to a bungee cord. His dashing therefore changed into a sudden plummet into the tunnels below. His landing was swift and brief, but enough to see the lack of his friend Stay. Where could he be, with that slowly dying slug of his? Or rather, where could HE be? Dash heard noises above him and was joined by the shriveled drying dying leech but realized Sta