Lovegoods Blog
Friday, July 31, 2015
tick.. tock... the mouse runs up the clock.
the window creakes from the wind outside. Nothing could be heard but age. The noise of age was crackling in. Making what seemed once beautful now dreadful and un cheerable.
Im wasting time
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