Faerie tales,

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April 2019

Faerie tales, 

 

No kiss, goodnight.

No happy, morning smile.

Single,unique ?.... alone.....

A haunting melody, brought forth.

A long, forgotten .....memory.

That lurked, behind, the eyes.

A narrative that cast......

A shadow, on my soul.

It masques, a hollow heart !

That once, didst sing.....

With such, gay abandon.

But now it's.

Crushing, love.

Leaving it, triturate.

A right of passage.....?

Games, my friend 

 

are for ......children.

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