Let the fairy tell the story
She is good at it quarry
Telling the stories, the fairy tales
That are hard to find, to obtain
Look at her pure light
The pixie dust
It's the greatest might
The piece of the magic trust
She will make you to believe
She will take away your greed
She will open the door
To the wide, magnificent world
The time doesn't matter to her
And the stories will be spreader only by her
For these stories are hidden secrets
And only the pure heart will find the key
(28.10.2014)
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Tears of Sunset
PoesiaHere are going to be my poems, verses and blank verses. Hope you'll like them. Note: I don't owe cover picture or any other pictures here and; some of these poems can be found in my other website, which is described in my profile page, so if you see...
