Life

Life is fragile,
Somebody that you just saw last Sunday might be gone today
One more person, one less person and yet the world stills goes on.
There is time for regrets to be fulfilled, it's just gone
No words can describe anything, and yet perhaps no feelings can be prescribed
The world just suddenly seems abit colder.
There is no grand drama, no messenger, just a simple phone call
The only comfort is that perhaps that person was at peace

Rest in peace

Sprite

Sprites are ment to be drank not animated and programmed

No Life

Beam me up Scotty i hav no life