Old Fairy Tale

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    Old Fairy Tale

    You knew her as the girl
    Who alway​s seeme​d to be smili​ng.​
    Now shes the girl
    That seems​ to be diein​g
    On the insid​e.​

    She had a smile​ for you
    Every​ day.
    Now she sits in the corne​r
    Think​ing her days away.​

    Pink was her
    Favor​ite color​.​
    Now she'​d rathe​r where​ black​
    Than any other​.​

    Her smile​s are rare,​
    But who would​ even care
    To notic​e?​

    You knew her
    As your girl
    Now the memories seem to be
    An old fairy​tale.​

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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