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She was a monster who lost the sharpness of her fangs,
Who ran away to hide inside an old, mystical cave
With faded black and white photographs on wooden frames
Hanging on its cold, uneven walls.
There were dozens of fireflies dancing in the shadows
To which she compared the beauty of the stars.
There were cracked mirrors and cobwebs and broken clocks
And old binoculars with dusts permanently embracing its lenses.
There was a tiny forest at the bottom of the cave
With miniature trees and lakes and stagnant rivers
Where the three-inch rainbow-bearded goats and one-eyed faeries play.
She spent the whole afternoon sitting on a small flowerbed
Beneath the cracks where the sun was shinning --
Dazzling and serene, magical and quiet,
As she read thousands of tales about the real big things.

  • Mood: Alienated
  • Listening to: Fake Plastic Trees
  • Reading: The Umbrella Man And Other Stories - Roald Dahl
  • Watching: La Femme Nikita (1990)
  • Drinking: Coffee
BidboroughStreet Featured By Owner Dec 29, 2013
I like this a lot :)
yantotzkie Featured By Owner Dec 29, 2013
Thank you! I plan to paint it someday. :)
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