Chapter thirty five
Lizard's POV
there are lot of people. Tall people. Clothed people. Smelly people. Dying people.
I CANT FIND THE TEABAGS! Dying person had it and lost it; I want it. Dying person also has seesaw? Saw is very sharp; is scary.
The sky is blue. The earth is red. Loneliness is neon. And Anger burns hot. Steampunk aesthetics are cool. Dystopia's are not. Blocking your ears really hard feels under water. But nothing is blocked out. Except water.
I rote poem:
To the tune of row row row your boat:
Drown drown drown a lot
Reeaaallyyyy paaainnfulllyyyy
Claustrophobia doooeesnt count
If it's just wateeer
Evan: I just love the lizard.
Evan: So
EWvan: Much
Friend: :D
Evan: Well, glad you're happy at least
Evan: See you all in the next chapter
Friend: :D
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