Three Lizards And A Birb

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Doctor?

Yellow of soul and golden of mind, Lost in the echoes of space and of time. Always so brave and still showing fear, Even when his end may be near. Learning is half of the battle to him, And his allies take up arms at a whim. He's sensical and crazy some might say insane, Only due to what's locked in his brain. He's lonely always, life seems so void, Of friends and companions that get lost or destroyed. He travels so much in that strange craft of his, In the blue box called TARDIS, that blue box of his.

What hurts the most was losing my daughter. You meant nothing in comparison.

And so I wish upon a memory, as a daydream of the past flickers through my eyes. Life is better with the past in the past though.

With Teeth

She sunk her teeth into me. When she left she took that part.

I've burned the most important bridge I've ever crossed. How can I live without it...