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When fantasy marries reality, it is your fairytale You know what you think; you know what you mean, Whether your heart speaks your mind or the other way, While you are sewing the threads of your fantasies, You are multiplying the perimeter of your boundary When desire meets needs, it is your fairytale You push the envelope or prefer to keep it inside You do it when the time is ripe Certainty is always prime, What happens, happens for good But change can be the devil unlike itself When honesty meets passion, it is your fairytale Insane as it can be, sanity may ******* sometimes Truth should never leave you away or you may die But praise yourself for once, because you never cease to try **** the bee of the fear and insecurity That hums in your mind constantly, You ought to believe you are the queen bee Alone or with your colony, you always remain to be Even if you didn't make for the honey You can still make it for the nectar It will always be your fairytale; whether too many flowers, one or none.
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Jul 12, 2015
Jul 12, 2015 at 8:53 AM UTC
Your Fairytale
When fantasy marries reality, it is your fairytale You know what you think; you know what you mean, Whether your heart speaks your mind or the other way, While you are sewing the threads of your fantasies, You are multiplying the perimeter of your boundary When desire meets needs, it is your fairytale You push the envelope or prefer to keep it inside You do it when the time is ripe Certainty is always prime, What happens, happens for good But change can be the devil unlike itself When honesty meets passion, it is your fairytale Insane as it can be, sanity may ******* sometimes Truth should never leave you away or you may die But praise yourself for once, because you never cease to try **** the bee of the fear and insecurity That hums in your mind constantly, You ought to believe you are the queen bee Alone or with your colony, you always remain to be Even if you didn't make for the honey You can still make it for the nectar It will always be your fairytale; whether too many flowers, one or none.
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Jul 12, 2015
Jul 12, 2015 at 8:53 AM UTC
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