mewtwolord
Hello World
- Joined
- Nov 20, 2008
- Location
- Ohio
X3 Here they are
Three More Days Now…
The moon looms above,
Peering at the inhabits of its friend.
Seemingly getting bigger as the days roll on,
The moon continues to stare.
Two more days now,
Until the Carnival of Time commences.
Everyone walking with glee,
Oblivious to what will happen.
One more day now,
Clock Town becomes the main attraction.
Creatures all over the land, gathering,
Flooding its streets as time grows weary.
Tonight is the night,
The moon’s eyes, filled with anger.
The townspeople flee, but it is too late,
The moon is slowly falling down…
Three more days now…
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Opening Seven Years
A faint glow in the distance,
Easily attracted, you walk over.
HEY! HEY! HEY! LISTEN!
You wish you didn’t walk over…
Trudging through the field,
You hear faint, hollow sounds,
*HEY* *HEY* *WATCHOUT*
Reaching into your pocket, to find a filled bottle.
Finally making it to the Castle,
With the stones in-hand.
You slowly place them on the alter,
Opening seven years.
Three More Days Now…
The moon looms above,
Peering at the inhabits of its friend.
Seemingly getting bigger as the days roll on,
The moon continues to stare.
Two more days now,
Until the Carnival of Time commences.
Everyone walking with glee,
Oblivious to what will happen.
One more day now,
Clock Town becomes the main attraction.
Creatures all over the land, gathering,
Flooding its streets as time grows weary.
Tonight is the night,
The moon’s eyes, filled with anger.
The townspeople flee, but it is too late,
The moon is slowly falling down…
Three more days now…
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Opening Seven Years
A faint glow in the distance,
Easily attracted, you walk over.
HEY! HEY! HEY! LISTEN!
You wish you didn’t walk over…
Trudging through the field,
You hear faint, hollow sounds,
*HEY* *HEY* *WATCHOUT*
Reaching into your pocket, to find a filled bottle.
Finally making it to the Castle,
With the stones in-hand.
You slowly place them on the alter,
Opening seven years.