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One of my nicest friends found his way home. Venus put on her best dress and dipped closer to sing with Mars, but Mars hasn't got a voice today.
We'll go 'round and 'round, coming and going and always missing the ones we want to see.
I ask every night for someone nice. Bits of the world fall in, but not the right bits. I don't like them--witches and watchers. This could be a fairy tale story without them. I would build a gingerbread house in the woods and have little children over for dinner. We could be a happy family with all of our stories ending the best way... the slayer in the oven, the watchers decorating the yard with their bellies opened across the snow.
Spring's coming up with threes and wands.
I miss the dragons.
We'll go 'round and 'round, coming and going and always missing the ones we want to see.
I ask every night for someone nice. Bits of the world fall in, but not the right bits. I don't like them--witches and watchers. This could be a fairy tale story without them. I would build a gingerbread house in the woods and have little children over for dinner. We could be a happy family with all of our stories ending the best way... the slayer in the oven, the watchers decorating the yard with their bellies opened across the snow.
Spring's coming up with threes and wands.
I miss the dragons.