"Where's dad?"
The 4 year old asked as tears were shed.
"He's gone to fairyland"
She said when deep within her heart bled.
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Dead Ends
PoesiaSometimes it's not about the end. It's just about the story. A collection of four liners that I wrote which didn't have the oh-so-perfect endings. Well because life doesn't offer each and everyone the fairytale endings they grew up listening to.
