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A phrase that carried weight since childhood Not only for how fairytales got me through long weary nights But the longer I write this story called Life I realise how it ends and of course knew How it had begun As a maniac with worlds within wishing to bring magic with every touch Every moment in life could be pinned down as a start So the phrase would fit every moment any second To deliver stories or emotions craved to convey Or when lost to be a compass imprinted on her left forearm With it as a reminder that she is dancing on a canvas brush in hand Once upon a time she was just so little.... then things no longer.... but fear not as everything is going just where it needed to go The End
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Sep 20, 2017
Sep 20, 2017 at 10:43 AM UTC
Once Upon A Time
A phrase that carried weight since childhood Not only for how fairytales got me through long weary nights But the longer I write this story called Life I realise how it ends and of course knew How it had begun As a maniac with worlds within wishing to bring magic with every touch Every moment in life could be pinned down as a start So the phrase would fit every moment any second To deliver stories or emotions craved to convey Or when lost to be a compass imprinted on her left forearm With it as a reminder that she is dancing on a canvas brush in hand Once upon a time she was just so little.... then things no longer.... but fear not as everything is going just where it needed to go The End
my friends always wanted to know why I got my tattoo and this is why
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Sep 20, 2017
Sep 20, 2017 at 10:43 AM UTC
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