Oorspronkelijk gepost door: Saknet
[...]
in the mortuary lies a dead fairy
it's sick and disgusting
nothing it's trusting
it's dead and pale
no more air it will inhale
it's spirit travels beyond
returns from the present into the future
annihilates everything whereof it's not fond
consumes madmen as if they never existed
it's physical body decays into a state of unbound
not caring that it never became mature
too late to be standing ground
never missed
forever onwards it went
never got to know why it was sent
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