Desire stems from love or lust
And it is hard to tell the difference
But when you know it is love
You say to grab it before it is lost
I reached out my hand
You told me that was the way
But my foot let slip
And i fell flat on my face
Again

This is instinct.Or what i learnt from the Fairy as i write her story.She wants to stay true to her feelings and so instinct tells her to move as such.Baring all,she did not plan her fall.She did not plan her recovery.
But if there is anything else i have learnt from Her is she does not like to guard her feelings in any way.Though done out of fear,she cannot help but feel fake should she do that.And thus she leaves herself open to any kind of hurt possible.Vulnerable.

I cried my heart out last night
You wanted to know how i was doing
But you had nothing good to say
Why do i put myself through this

There are people around you whom you have hurt.Some pretty badly.Some intentional.Mostly forgiven.Then there are those who have no ability at all to affect you.A little more than strangers perhaps.Truckloads of understanding?Most importantly,there are the few who hurt you and hurt you bad.Or rather,you would let them hurt you deeper than they even thought possible.And these few are always the ones whom you would hate to hurt.Not even a little bit.

I want to cry but i do not want to be weak
I want to be happy but i cannot laugh
I want to scream out loud
Dispel the heartache within

The Fairy has been through this before.What is one more time.Is it not the same?She'll deal with it in no time.Hopefully.
She wants to be stronger than all these.But she is torn inside.The heartache is sapping her soul away.She's losing her dance.But she will pick it all up soon enough.Just as she had once.She knows it inside.

prancing to your tune
7:55 AM

The Little Fairy of the Pea
"Like a moth to a flame.Burnt by the fire."

Come close enough.

Her air,

Her poise,

Her stance of like,

Who isn't mesmerized by the Fairy's dance?

She flutters her wings,

Dances amidst the crowd,

Sucked deep into the euphoria.

She basks in the aura of its trance,

Its delirium.

Skipping,

Smiling impishly.

The world is the fairy's playground,

Her troubles hidden away beneath her wings.

Now, who won't be mesmerized by the fairy's dance?

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Flitting through the woods On wings of gossamer

The Elfin Queen Sparkles with the magic Of the woodlands

She's rarely seen By you or I

Tho if you listen

Carefully Her song is carried by the breeze,

A tinkle of bells To charm and please

and welcome you to the sunny dells

Watch the Fairydance

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