

Who Is This Child?Who Is This Child?Who Is This Child?
By Marie Noire
Author’s Note - The song is “Who Is This Child” from the album Beethoven’s Last Night by the Trans-Siberian Orchestra.
She shivered in the cold night air, the wind cutting through her thin shawl and hood like a thousand stinging needles. The stars shined down on her merrily, twinkling and unaware of her troubles. She looked up at them reproachfully, the tears freezing on her cheeks. It had been days since she’d eaten… longer since she’d last slept… if she didn’t find shelter soon, she would freeze to death. Her fin
why the hell go to school for art, when you already draw so amazingly.
they just want to teach you their way.
bastards.
I LOVE JESUS YEA!
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boo fucking hoo your not the only one who's life's a piece of shit.
HAH!
I was jsut looking at my pages, and I saw that one comment with the beer and sushi.
I couldn't tell if it was old or new, but I still laughed a lot.
XD
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"There is no exquisite beauty, without some strangeness in the proportion."
I have time, and I'm trying to find themm, but I forgot their names.
lovemuch.
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"There is no exquisite beauty, without some strangeness in the proportion."
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