You hold your head in such disgrace,
For you seemed to have lost all of your grace.
You are a shadow of your former self,
just like the dusty old books upon your book shelf.
Its time to keep your head up,
just like a cute little pup.
You are beautiful,
And you are so useful.
Do not let anyone tell you different,
Because you are absolutely brilliant.
If you need someone to run too,
then I am here,
Stop acting so blue,
For you are such a dear.
If you are different,
then that is okay,
because you have such a beautiful spirit,
and you are like a beautiful bouquet.
Love From Your Daily Yandere by Invader-Zinna, literature
Literature
Love From Your Daily Yandere
A love so blind,
Its time to kill.
She acts so kind,
And now there is blood on the window sill.
She will take her ax in the middle of the night,
And slice them to bits when the time is right.
She vows to keep you safe,
Even if she is called a disgrace.
She will keep you out of harms way,
Before she drags their broken, bleeding bodies out to the bay.
She is such a pretty little thing with such a dark secret,
However, the murders are becoming more frequent.
The clues all point to her,
And finally you have to concur.
There is no other way,
It is time for her to go away.
You have no other choice,
and now you must keep a low voice.
You walk up the
You hold your head in such disgrace,
For you seemed to have lost all of your grace.
You are a shadow of your former self,
just like the dusty old books upon your book shelf.
Its time to keep your head up,
just like a cute little pup.
You are beautiful,
And you are so useful.
Do not let anyone tell you different,
Because you are absolutely brilliant.
If you need someone to run too,
then I am here,
Stop acting so blue,
For you are such a dear.
If you are different,
then that is okay,
because you have such a beautiful spirit,
and you are like a beautiful bouquet.
Love From Your Daily Yandere by Invader-Zinna, literature
Literature
Love From Your Daily Yandere
A love so blind,
Its time to kill.
She acts so kind,
And now there is blood on the window sill.
She will take her ax in the middle of the night,
And slice them to bits when the time is right.
She vows to keep you safe,
Even if she is called a disgrace.
She will keep you out of harms way,
Before she drags their broken, bleeding bodies out to the bay.
She is such a pretty little thing with such a dark secret,
However, the murders are becoming more frequent.
The clues all point to her,
And finally you have to concur.
There is no other way,
It is time for her to go away.
You have no other choice,
and now you must keep a low voice.
You walk up the
I know a lot of people probably wont see this, but... eh.
I know everything I have been doing is out of bases but recently there is the idea from my family and friends that there may be a way for me to post some of my actual drawings and all that kind of stuff. They wont be as good as I would like them to be but.. eh, practice makes perfect. I guess.