Thursday, 21 July 2011

Faerie Tale

If she hears things now
Out on the edge of sound
Where faeries used to call

If she sees them dance
With shining glamoured flesh
Beneath the setting sun

If the fey announce their hunt
Beneath the harvest moon
She does not say it now

She is a sane girl after all
The doctors told her so
And all the faeries of the world
Will never make her mad

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