You thought you sprinkled fairy dust
on me but only the back of my body
is transparent and felt like feather
coz of your so called so fairy dust.

Despite of your fairy dust my
heart is still in pain and oblivion...

Yes! I'm broken but not beyond repair,
My heart felt heavy so I'm crying.

And I'm not a damsel in distress,
I'll cry until my heart feels like
a feather.

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She bore dust in her veins
Where humans had blood and gods had ichor she
She had fairy dust
That powered the enchantment that was her heart
She was a spell waiting to be cast
All you had to do was look at her

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The fairy landed on the windowsill, longingly staring out at the world beyond. Here, she was trapped and unable to fly free or use her magic dust. But oh, how she dreamed of a life more than this, one where she was free and could live the life she so chose.

Little did she know, that the world was dangerous and cruel, one that hunted and killed fairies.

So, the person who had captured her, had in fact, saved her.

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I never really believed in fairy tales;
Until that one fine day when I saw him.

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Be sure not to
Hide in your shadows.
You are a star material, a fairy dust!

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We never leave a place completely...

A bit of ourselves is left behind, long after we are gone...

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An aster flower that has survived several storms
That has the universe inside of her with
The magic from the fairy dust.

When I look at the mirror, I see
Someone carrying a given name and some walls up
Who can feel all the rains, music and colors
Where in lies the spirit that is pure and formless
That is at some phase in the cosmic cycle.

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