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Dec 07, 2005 17:38

A young beautiful faerie lays curled up,
On the cold snow covered ground,
Not see by anyone,
Except thoses who know her,
Her pain, her sorrow, her dreams,
She trys to gather her strength,
But she is too weak,
Her wing is broken,
With the feathers frayed,
She lays dying,
Lost in an unknow word,
Searching for some one,
Some one, to mend her wing,
And help her fly away,
Fly away from this strange scary world,
Back to where she is wanted,
Back to where she is loved,
Some one who will care for her,
Help her gain her strength,
For now she is too weak,
To fly away on her broken wing,
As the water freezes into ice,
She lies, crying softly,
Each tear turning into ice,
Before it hits the ground,
Hypothermia sets in,
With her last few breathes,
She says good bye,
Though no one is really listining.
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