A water fairy in the dark
Immortal under the moonlight
Hands white and pale
A glassy spirit about to fade
Like a wrinkled cloth
The water rippled
A fairy in her cold lake
Swims through a lonely night
Eyes green like jade
A saddness emerges from hate
Forgotten and non-existent
Her fragile heart got broken
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Roses (A Poetry Book)
PoetryRoses growing over a grave , A heart broken .... Tears flowing.
