It's no so much a fairytale,,, just a tale.

A Poem by What happened to simple old me?

Your whispers are fireflies; softly, slowly dancing through the nights sky. Behind is a backdrop, of glistening stars, twinkling as they watch such a magical façade.

A flawless tone, captivating the motion of those passing. Turning slowly, disbelief and enchantment sings in their ears.

© 2010 What happened to simple old me?

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.	This is a lovely write here. Enjoyable! Posted 14 Years Ago This is a lovely write here. Enjoyable! Rating /100

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Added on August 31, 2010
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What happened to simple old me?

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'Death was just a simple glance across a dim lit room And those eyes did it Those three words did it Those three words killed him And I surrender to it all Between you and me, I surrender to you .. more..