There is a Wood Nymph in my heart
Whose paper thin wings are all torn apart
There exists an Angel in my mind
with a fragile heart thats gentle and kind
There is a raging demon within my soul
Breaking my heart is his only goal.
There is a faded ghost hiding in my past
Who whispers that its life went by way to fast.
There is a fragile child hidden behind walls of ice
She cries out for anyone who would treat her nice.
Finally there is me...
Showing only what I think you should see.
Let me now what you think.
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When we feel no one wants to see the real person, we sometimes will hide it behind a facade, pretending all is fine. But in truth hidden beneath the thin layer is that little wood nymph crying out to be understood and to be loved. I certainly hope you do have that in your life.
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great write my little princess. Sissy loves you. Keep on writing and keep holding on.
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