Your eyes are like two red red glows,
that reflect in the moon;
Hunger is like the tragedy
that I will kill you soon-
So close you are, eating some grass,
Can't think straight, where am I?
And I can see you still, my Deer,
And you're going to die-
And you're going to die, my Deer,
Even if you try to run :
And I can see you still, my Deer,
While I can have some fun -
And now I need to wash my glove!
I'm waiting for a while!
To dry and put again my glove,
But she's coming with a pile!
Edelwe, Mango, Abeille, Emmyne, Mariel, Laurence , Ankya, Herisson08, Anjelica , George, Uhbnji , Fleur, Esmeraldae, Armande, Restling, Satya, Zik, Lystig, Amos, Bookworm, Emma, Julien, Marie, Yueyin , Soie , Alex , Hambre , Katell , Mathilde, Schlabaya, Hilde, Saphoo,
La plume et la page, Tinusia, Chrys.