

Crisis to the Highest Degree Crisis to the Highest DegreeCrisis to the Highest Degree by ~SpiderGustave
Part 9
In a field, lush with green grass, yellow tulips, and golden wheat, however they were mixed together, a young girl ran fast and lively through the shafts, uncaring of the multiple cuts forming on her ankles and skinny legs. She wore what looked to be a sleeping gown, which was not much material
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FRRRRRRRRRRRR
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I'm an All American Girl. My dreams can change too.
Jesus take the wheel
Take it from my hands
Cause I can't do this on my own
I'm letting go
So give me one more chance
To save me from this rode I'm on
Ooohh Jesus take the wheel
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Better long-haired than short-sighted!
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"Oh I forgive you baby, but my Tommi Gun don't!"
The knights of Ni! are my favorits. <3
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Better long-haired than short-sighted!
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"Oh I forgive you baby, but my Tommi Gun don't!"