My wings are growing,
Black and Fragile...
Full of wisdom
Full of light...
A whisper from above
creeping slowly...
What lies behind your eyes
so deeply hidden inside...
When the faerie castle crumbles,
The clouds drained of the clear illuminations...
It seems every time,
this tool of paper and pen...
Beautiful Stranger
You jump from the building...
Red floods your vision,
She sings alone...
Silly little fairy
fluttering around so careless...
I like to imagine in my head
that there's forest just for me...
You seem to see me in the shadows of your...
The past haunts you...
I feel you next to me
I feel the heat of your body with me...