Fairy Tail Walls
Blonde hair and Blue eyes,
What fairy tail land do I lye,
Wolves and bears surround me so,
With these things I shall go,
To find me,
You must be,
Where these things meet,
Which may not be so sweet,
In dark and light,
These things are all alike,
Though in the eyes of men,
They are best kept in a pen,
Void of freedom and void of choice,
It is these things that need find a voice...
What fairy tail land do I lye,
Wolves and bears surround me so,
With these things I shall go,
To find me,
You must be,
Where these things meet,
Which may not be so sweet,
In dark and light,
These things are all alike,
Though in the eyes of men,
They are best kept in a pen,
Void of freedom and void of choice,
It is these things that need find a voice...
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Someone challenged me to write a poem about my surroundings in close to a minute and this is what I came up. A close friend was there with me when I wrote most of this.