Shatter Me

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The night – winds sigh

Stars softly tremble

Ah – where is the spell

That once hung the moon

A silver ribbon at a time

Arise in thy beauty

And bloom forever

In the midnight sky

To breath in thought

One sweet sad whisper of grief

Where my path lies – be it

Gloomy or bright – with

Smiles that might as well be tears

Bright dreams of the past

It’s enchantment fragile as glass

Like the rose within the vase

My sorrows my griefs

Shatter Me

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Reality and I have quarrelled. This is where I go so he can't find me, my Other Place. Here I can spin my Fancies and Fiction, as I wander among the Stars and listen as they whisper their secret to the moon. My name is Annie, I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself. I love cats, listening to the blues, the mountains more than the beach, being lazy, writing my fancies and fiction and I also love to crochet. That's me and this is my Other Place.

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