And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed. I long for scenes where man hath never trod A place where woman never smiled or wept There to abide with my Creator, God, And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept, Untroubling and untroubled where I lie The grass below—above the vaulted sky.”
And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed. I long for scenes where man hath never trod A place where woman never smiled or wept There to abide with my Creator, God, And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept, Untroubling and untroubled where I lie The grass below—above the vaulted sky.”
Master
Joined: 3-July 08
From: The darkest pit of your soul. Hi there!
I don't want to sound blamey, (honestly, I don't, and I know that that kind of comes off as "I'm not racist, but...") but you were the driving impetus behind this RP. Liz and I were also excited, but when you disappeared it kind of petered out.
So please come back! And please stay! Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease!!
I dare you to look into those pathetic puppy eyes and refuse.
And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed. I long for scenes where man hath never trod A place where woman never smiled or wept There to abide with my Creator, God, And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept, Untroubling and untroubled where I lie The grass below—above the vaulted sky.”