A poerty of kids going into a land of fansty but end up disroyed by violent a fairy
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40 Faces
Poetry40 FACES,12 EYES, A NOSE OF GREEN AND LITTLE RIDE. THROUGH GARDENS OF ROSE AS RED AS BLOOD, VIOLET THE FAIRY GROWS. GOLDEN WINGS, THROUGH THE LAND WINKS , BURN MY VEINS , BURN MY SINS THROUGH HAPPINESS AND PAIN WE’LL MEET AGAIN ….. 5 YEARS IT SE...
40 Faces
A poerty of kids going into a land of fansty but end up disroyed by violent a fairy
