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Once below a time,
Of footprints on transparent sands
With dead yet unrelenting hands,
In a place near far from here
A lost girl kneels by the Wishing Well
(But 'undiscovered' is what she calls herself)
And that conjured boy with her will make
The forgotten pages of the fairy tale.
"Hush!" cry the lurid creatures of the bright
Their fear painted over with sentimental smiles
These secrets should never leave this place,
So I'm taking the place with me.
An exclusive tale known by everyone
And least understood by yourself; oh, laugh
At scribbled hearts fading on the page you were so
Happily ever before.
- by Panic Pirate |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 09/28/2009 |
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- Title: Ink
- Artist: Panic Pirate
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Description:
Inspired by the sickly sweet world of a fairytale. Written all at once without any real delicacy or caution. First line borrowed from poet Dylan Thomas (don't get pissed at me for doing that!)
Interpret it into anything you want; guess what I was writing about when I wrote it.
I suppose you can also interpret it to mean that I've been way too busy in school and have had a lot of creativity sucked out of me.
Comment and crit - Date: 09/28/2009
- Tags: fairytale
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- Sunafire - 09/28/2009
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High five for also having creativity sucked out too.
But it was worth the wait Panic, and you never fail to deliver. - Report As Spam