I sit upon my fairy's wings and wait for her to carry me. I tried to run to my refuge, but they were to fast and I? I was to slow, so as they slashed me into death I prayed and prayed for my angel to come. But instead they sent me, from a dream, a fairy flying with giant wings. So here I am now sitting on my fairy's wings waiting for her to take my to a place where life always lives.
July 18, 2011