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Faerie Princess
 

 
 
Amongst words spelled in faerie dust, there
lies a faerie's heart. Laid bare here for all to 
see, in happiness and her deepest miseries. 
 
 

 Stars flicker; a dull monotonous tune
in velvet skies suffocating the sun.
There's no life here - where hope once
was [but fled] and left her with nothing.
Hollow void rests bitter, no tears fall - she
doesn't know how to cry. Perhaps she lost
the rhythm after many a sleepless night.
Shadows corrode chests' cavity - heart
should beat but beats no more. Silver
threads hold hurt together and she's
lying; broken on dirty floor. Rainbows

burst and colours spewed acid tongue and

lies came all undun. Pretty little bird can't

fly - broken wings cage her from sad skies. 

There are no smiles here, no tears,

no hurt or no pain.

There's nothing here, was fleeting hope
but never will there be again.

 

 

 

Credit 

Click the image to see the family I have found

within the folds of these pages. 

 

 

 Sometimes in life we find people who keep us going

I have that in my delicately beautiful candy coloured mukateer

Manda


I'd be lost without you, love.

 

 

Do you ever feel, as though you are running -

so fast in one place that you just aren't going anywhere

~Alice in Wonderland

 

 

This Poem was written for me by the dear Tony

 

Melancholy would for faerie dust;

indeed be greeted more when visits here,

suggest that if we do, a visit must,

sincerely keep its secret for a year.  

-

For every kindness given there is love,

a secret that contains a certain Miss 

evolving from the dream, a turtle dove

rekindles AP's blessing's over this.

it may appear that greeting faeries may

enjoy the day so much we'll want to stay.

 

 

Background is credited to the gorgeous Agony

All other images are credited to their artist by clicking the image. 

 

 

 

 



Whoever appeals to the laws against his fellow man is either a fool or a coward... Whoever cannot take care of himself without that law is both...

For a wounded man shall say to assailent..  "If I live...I will kill you...If i die you are forgiven"... Such is the rule of Honor....

~"Omerta" Lamb of God



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