Brother_Kane

Watch it grow!

Watch it grow

 

wether by nature or nurture, life doth grow!

From a seed to a fish or the black winged crow!

From birth until death or maybe a little bit more...

Like tinker like tailor... like virgin like whore!

Wether rich and handsome... or ugly and poor!

if one shall pass? Alas...there is one more!

Comments1

  • Crystal Hope

    Quite a neat piece.
    keep writing!

    • Brother_Kane

      Thanks Crystal I have a couple more ready made so will upload more soon x



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