Today i was going through my old drawing books, and i came across something i fondly remember. It shows how long i've been doing this.
It was a picture of a lady in a wedding dress, holding, what appears to be dead flowers.
And underneath this picture was a poem like saying.
And here it is, i present to you, 'The Moon Walk Lady' By 11 year old Amelia. (Before the Loveless came):
'She walks by day, she walks by night
Her skin pale as the moon. She appears by the sorrow that owns her.
The owls call out "Twa-oo, Twa-oo, Come to us Fare Lady...'
She declines. Her face a glow.
She awaits her beau.
She is the moon walk lady'
...Yeah, i think i was better at this when i was nine...
Sad, huh? ^^;;
1 comments:
that is sooooo prittie!!! how can u do it???
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