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Fairy Tales Voice
Contributed by
valek
on
Thursday, 8th April 2004 @ 08:42:04 PM in AEST
Topic:
dedicatedpoems
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the wind picks up my spirit when i'm with the gold
tells me things i have never dreamed to be told
gives me a whole new reason to think bold
yet the yellow chances from black thoughts are so hard to take hold
my mind is clouded, i must sift through the gray
gotta wait for that perfect blue day
maybe when i'm not so sedated by a fairy tales presence
or so perfectly high by your incense
you may not understand this insanity we will speak
for we are mentally superior and spiritually meek
yet my happiness has never came by choice
just from the pure beauty of your lost voice
Copyright ©
valek
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2004-04-08 20:42:04] (Date/Time posted on
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