Purple fur blowing in the summer wind~

A beady-eyed hand playing in the sand

I'd been on their trail for a little while

But that was the night that their broke down and held my hand

A teenage rush

They said, "Ain't we all just runaways? We got time"

But that ain't much

We can't wait 'til TOMORROOOOOOWWWWWW!!

DAY 4 DAILY DRAWING- DONE!