Fairy raiseA Poem by victim of his lying ways
As night fell,
they arise out of the earth mounds. They came out of the trees, rocks and bushes. They came out of the river waters n out of the earth mounds. The full moon rises as they to arise. They dance on moonbeams and on thin clouds of strings. They sing of eld days of yore, down in the vale. © 2014 victim of his lying ways |
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Added on March 19, 2014 Last Updated on March 19, 2014 Authorvictim of his lying waysDallas, TXAboutI'm new here I was hurt and poetry is spilling forth. I am a 31 year old mother of one. I was hurt by my husband and his cheating, lying ways. Now others will get to read about what went on in my life.. more..Writing
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