Hank Hill
November 1st, 2010, 07:27 PM
Nothing could be brighter
Yet Darker still
Wind blows
Rain falls
Thunder claps
But the Sun is shining
If practice makes perfect
but nobody's perfect
why practice?
When can you call yourself sane
When your head finally clears?
Or when you realize there is something bigger.
This is what happens when I get bored.
My fingers start flying.
My brain hurts now.
Goodnight.
XD XD XD
Yet Darker still
Wind blows
Rain falls
Thunder claps
But the Sun is shining
If practice makes perfect
but nobody's perfect
why practice?
When can you call yourself sane
When your head finally clears?
Or when you realize there is something bigger.
This is what happens when I get bored.
My fingers start flying.
My brain hurts now.
Goodnight.
XD XD XD