You stole my heart
My adolescence too Me, you, and lost boys march We aren't scared of a crew You sprinkled me with Pixi-Dust And you saved me from growing older You took me to Neverland You flew me as I held onto your shoulders Tinkerbelle and her Pixi-Dust The captain and his hook He kidnapped us and Tinkerbelle But you saved us and we shall forever sail The lost boy's imagination Smiling is our declaration For we are warriors And you're my Peter Pan
~ Peter Pan is my saviour ~
I went a strange
Shop With a strange Friend Picked up A stone that should Heal my PTSD HAnd it to the shop owner Told I had fairy energy But only one thing I am a dark fairy Fighting for light and good. **** me off That means you may have Broken the law. For I stand for justice.
This is actually based on true events.
Demon’s **** for blood
Bathed in Dragon’s fire Pixie’s dance like Pixie’s should And Witches curse the pyre Mermaid’s love to laugh With a Unicorns fair grace Be Werewolves’ bite along the path And Vampire’s kiss that smile from off your face A Wizard’s spell In a Fairy’s mist A Goblin’s lair - there if you can tell And the Angel’s touch impossible for mere mortals to resist.
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There is a tale so very old
Of an ancient Fairy King Older than the world we know Named Ochna-amadring He's not been seen for many years No-one knows if he is dead There are clues about him though This is how the legend has been fed He was present when King Arthur Took the sword out of the stone Arthur, he was special But, could not do that alone His magic is eternal He rules the fairy world and more No one knows if he is living Or what he has in store He lives deep in the English woods That is what they say It is there that he met Merlin And Morgan Le Fay He's lived a thousand lifetimes Or two, nobody knows He sailed here with the Vikings To escape the northern snow You see his painted magic Every year upon the leaves The colors ever changing Quite a tapestry he weaves He has many fairy children Not as cunning or as wise They are seen by many people They don't hide from mortal eyes The Fairy Elder is a legend Is he real or just a tale Many search to find him And in the end, they always fail Leave the magic for the fairies Never ask exactly how The fairy magic is accomplished Shh...he may be near you now
to you, it's snoring,
but to me, it's angelic so pure, innocent
Sometimes I wonder if she might be an angel, a fairy, a nymph, or perhaps a valkyrie because she is far too pure for this world
Fairies are beautiful
Green and sparkling Free and flying Fires are dangerous Burning and soaring Disastrous and deadly Fairies and fires dont mix Both can't fit in one soul Let me sparkle as i burn you whole **** and sin Beauty with a grin Everything i am is the devil Give me the torch I'll set you to scorn In a fire with your horns Watch me drop the torch I'll burn with you I'm disgusting too Anger thrashes heavily Selfishness sins in secret Darkness i must protect Too afraid to let it out Dark shadows within skin Screaming to let swim Different on the outside Not fairie nor fire Just evil with desire
Idk if this one makes sense veen having trouble exoressing my emotions as if late because im pretty deeply deoressed and numb
I don't do well with that but a song made me feel so i wrote
He blew autumn leaves
when the air was still , today we were his fairies
Lovely moment with nature last week so I made it a magical moment by being magically creative **
The snow like
herons alighting on bridged pools; and wand-like, the crystalline air makes the eye see spirits, dressed everyone in feath'ry clothes. Glen Brady