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I used to believe in fairy tales, the main obsession of my dreams; Dragons and fairies and magnificent queens. All was well, or at least it seemed; That was before my spirit shattered to smithereens. I tried to pick up the pieces, but they all turned to dust; The scattered remains of my childhood trust. With little repaired and much damaged, I felt my heart begin to panic. Fearing the loss of self-control, I dug myself a little hole. But my place of refuge was too weak; My foundation crumbled with a mighty shriek. But then You came, the Savior of my soul, And now once again I am feeling whole. My spirit that was lost has now been found. My

Softly and gracefully she floats through the air, Blissfully unaware of the pain she must bear. Evil minds and human hearts Direct her path into an insidious dark. She cannot see her purpose; She cannot see her dreams, As she drifts along aimlessly To fulfill man’s wicked schemes. Gusts of wind surround her, They aid her in her flight. Faster and faster they fly, Until there is no more night. Ignorance and bliss fade in the light of day; Now all she wants is to run away. But she is trapped, betrayed, Bound by the chains of a ruthless fate. Unwanted, she was cast into the sky, Ignored by the common passerby. She was only left with th