Always A Gem

September 23, 2009
I am alone in a sea of emeralds
Every single one a memory
They fall from the sky
And blow with the wind

They surround me,
Comfort me
I feel them soak into my skin,
turning me a shining gem green

And I protect them
As I find myself falling
Into the mortal world,
My fantasy slowly fading into

I walk to the book store,
Always a gem.

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