geez, kinda feel ignored when i actually had to put a little effort to type that even though it won't ever rhyme... wish npcs responded more >.>
Awwwh it was a catchy little poem ^ ^
why thank you, I actually haven't written anything poetuc is quite some time (not that I call my stuff poetic unless you call it free verse), so ut means a lot. ^^ btw, in tge case you do not know the creature I was alluding to, I was talking about raccoons. o 3o though I actually like em
Yes, attics are awesome. They symbolize the inevitable compartmentalization of our spirits into tiny, dark spaces where many are afraid to venture.
Your words have inspired me to write a new poem called "Attic of My Soul"
My soul is an attic - remote, dark and bleak.
Cobwebs cover the scattered memories of my past.
Surrounded by the detritus of my life; broken and unused,
My dreams and hopes have all been boxed away,
Dust covered - never to be opened again.