Fairies 6/23/99 (while in Europe.) I lay here with my eyes Wide shut. Blood clot, blood shot, I can’t tell. Fairies dance in my head Over a kind of pond. The come out from the woods So all of the sudden. And I won’t cry, They whisper in my ears. They tell me of their love, They laugh. They want me to come with them, To their love. If only they knew, No one will ever love me. They are pretty on the outside, Ugly, ugly in the head.
Reason for writing:
i looked to the black forest in germany and this is what i felt. i looked to the alpen in innsbruck and this is how i revised. i looked to the sea at normandy and wrote nothing.
Birth sign: Cancer
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