A damaged fairy shoulnt cry...
she wasnt put together just right
all this and more is nothing less than trite
could I love her. I just might.
time will tell,and even a second can wait
how odd it is, this thing of fate
How intense the wait, the wait.
Die for this.
I would.
Live for this
I would
wait until the end of time
I could
Her and I design a ryhme
and should
A damaged fairy but not yet broken
Love heals all wounds with time
we have time
we have time
we have a reason why
There isnt any need to try
the words spill out as though they were dying to be released
then we'll meet upon this love a feast.
Die for this
I would
Live for this
I would
And wait until the end of time
I could
As her and I complete the ryhme
and should