Author: kloun mannequin PM
I wonder if sweet is always sweetRated: Fiction K - English - Words: 123 - Reviews: 4 - Published: 04-08-08 - Status: Complete - id: 2501227
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ancient nights there was born a tale Now my father doesn´t call
me little girl anymore I've seen
with no fairies dancing around..
but I thought there was something magical
in this labyrinth of broken hearts.
maybe I've grown too much but the bamboo basket on the table
it still seems higher, I wonder if sweet is always sweet
I lick my salty lips, tears in the shape of a filled chocolate
fall into my outstretched hands.
but I've never seen my reflection
I just started to miss you before you left
when I feel lonely I look into your mirror
and I can't see….
ancient nights there was born a tale
Now my father doesn´t call
me little girl anymore
I won't tell why I'm crying.