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Free verse № 120815

Fairy Orc

Member since 2005 · Posted 27 Feb 2005 · 0 comments

And as I go walking this life, ghost and dreams they pass me by and I stop and look over my shoulders See a child holding blood roses A crown of thorns lies over her head paying for sins she doesn´t even have a growing beauty is hiding within Waiting for proper time to come in I watch her cry, I see her die Every day, a million times Orcs mocked her and kept her afar Gathering darkness for a shining star And then I stop and look at the fog and I see something quite weird and odd Oh yes there´s a great transformation The lady is all good vibration She met some fairies in her books She wanted to have their looks They taught her how to ease the pain and told her not to die in vain Sorrow is gone, sadness is gone But deep down it´s all carved in stone Her eyes show a weird yellow beauty This princess she knows what is filthy And I stop in the still of the night In surprise I´m the third in the line and I cry to remember the past But so happy I have passed the test And as you go on living your life Maybe you´ll see me nearby You can´t avoid me and my eyes No mather which side you will find I´m no more the child, no more the lamb Neither the Queen of the Land of Pretend I´m a bit of a fairy myself And a bit of a warrior from Hell

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