A hundred days,

And a hundred smiles.

A hundred days,

All filled with lies.

I’m the shell discarded,

Washed away on shore.

An amazing grace calls for me,

And I’m but a wretched soul.

Heya lovely readers! 

I’m sorry I haven’t been around as often as I ought to be, but I’ve been staying over at my Grandma’s and the Internet there is.. Well.. Of interesting capabilities. 

Anyhow! Hope you’ve enjoyed this short piece and if you did (or didn’t) please give me your thoughts below; I’d love to improve 🙂 


Midnight Ranter (aka Ayaka)