dANightsOfMystery

On a day just like any other, a mom and her daughter into a toyshop. They walk the ordinary aisles, with their ordinary toys. They come the aisle of dolls just like any other and the daughter's eyes come to rest upon a doll, which by chance, was certainly NOT like any other. But how could they have known? To them it was just a doll on a shelf. The daughter, as a young daughter would, pleaded for the doll, the doll with the pretty pink dress, the pretty green eyes, and the pretty peace sign she held up. The mother of course agreed, for what mother would refuse their daughter the thing she wanted most? The daughter cried out her thanks as her

and when we get down to it, life is just a mess of could've been, would've been, should've been look up at the clouds dear, they're raining all the words you've never said a downpour of hate and loneliness and regret you won't find your silver lining here-- and there's a daisy chain on the ground ring around the rosie wasn't that what you used to sing? there's a ring in your heart, dear and it's choking you with songs of optimism the plague waits for no one.