My sister’s pet fighting fish died today.
He used to reside in his tank on top of my piano.
I suspect….
He got sick and tired of my banging on the keys everyday,
and decided to end his life prematurely by jumping out of his tank and committing suicide.
R.I.P…opps…
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Randoms
Within you I lose myself,
Without you I find myself
wanting to be lost again.
Family Affairs
Random Musings
What are dreams made of?
~ are they made of cotton fluff?
…………..or are they building blocks for the future?
Why do they sometimes disappear mysteriously without a trace………….
yet,
come back and haunt you out of the blue?




