William+Blake!!

William Blake!!

Who are you?

I'm scared that it's coming, I'm scared that it's near. But as I turn around, I see that it's here. It's delicate brown skin, and piercing black eyes. Plus the pink scar, wrapped around it's thigh. How did it get here, with a bullet through its leg. Does it wonder the wild, or search for a friend. How do you survive, with your lanky slim body. Do you beg to the lady, who's rich and snobby. I'd like one day, to keep you as my own. And we will forever be, always left alone.