Close your eyes in search for freedom,
Drowning to the point of needle.
Time to play with no-one, dear,
Breathe no hope and feed no fear,
Faerie shed her silver tears…
But you cry no more.
You are to join the dance of faeries,
Spread your wings inside the veins.
Trembling, down on dirty floor,
Naked out of form – can’t feel it anymore!
Once pleased with sacrifice,
Distorted skies set free to agonize.
11-12.2008.
Faeries
© Copyright: Александр Скрипко, 2011
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