I wrote this a few years ago when I worked at Planet Fitness and would get hassled by all the meat heads in there.
The Tamlin’s family throne is up for grabs, Their monarch is dead and only 1 heir lasts, How can the crown pass down to her?
I’m marching to the beat of the rifleman’s arms, Thinking about everyone who’d do me harm, I am a Tamlin and we have no fear,
Knowing you can have me, Knowing that I’m yours, Fears keeping me up at night, scars that burn, Knowing that I’d come to you as
If once you’ve blinked I’d know you’re mine, Then all the stars on us will shine, Breath taken quickly from my lungs, If I can
Happy Sunday Novas! I’ve found another blogging challenge and this one is for the 6 word stories! Here is my entry into this week’s post!