MrsTurbo-Elf

-She said She said her Heart is Young- Here I sit my shoulder cold. Independence takes its hold. All my work, so sublime If only it would give me rise. Though in my heart I know That I will continue to grow My brain still jests That I will lose to the best. Here I sit my body old Great dependence takes its hold. All my work, it has died. If only it came back this time. Though in my brain I know That I will cease to grow. My heart still jests That I will win to the best. -Yellow Friendship- With you, my friend, I can never relax. My eyes are both forward and they are back. However many blind spots I do not ha