i wish i didn't tear these pages, a story that should've been receiving stars and ratings
i hand over the storybook when she asked for it, now i'm caged in ;
she lives just a couple of fields, her ceiling made of twigs, it's crazy
it's either tinkerbell lost the bells in her voice, or she just won't let me in.i dip the feathers into the ink, only to get lost in thought
whatever i say and do, it only entangles itself like the lines on your wings ;
if ever i was as pretty as the bells ringing from your mouth
i knock on your miniature door one more time, and tighten the knots of the strings.i wish upon a star, retrieving the pages of the storybook that i should've published right away
before i could even say anything, it's the fluttering of your wings shutting my mouth up everytime ;
tinkerbell can repair the wooden dollhouse she lives in all she wants
but here, i stood, helplessly drunk in the sound of her chimes.i should've kept the fantasies all to myself
instead of giving it away to a girl with an existence i am unsure of ;
without a word, a paper boat she wears on top of her head
without a word, she took away my works and with a quick movement of her wings, to neverland she takes off.
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YOU ARE READING
what the garden whispered to my ear
Puisiwould she be fine, will she stay until the leaves pile up under the trees? started on : May 9 2021 finished on : July 7 2021 - amedala deriada