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Creepypastafairy
36/F/Ottawa    Artist, author, musician, model , YouTuber, tattoo and piercing nut. Goth. I am legally Elena, but I am writing under my legal name Elena Melanson …

Poems

The fairies of the mound
hide under ground
when the light of the day reveals


But as the sun
makes it's final run
the fairies
come out to play


Then there are
those picked by stars
to be the forebearers
of burden and woe


They fly the skies
as night time byes
warning of death to come


Beware my friend
someone comes to an end
when the banshees
starts to wail


It's heard through wood or stone
in every home
no one escapes
the throes


And in the end
the wailing sends
another poor soul
to Hell


Banshees are a special breed
they come from the seed
of a star


In the mounds of folk
does their life evoke
a love afair of magic
from a man made out of a star


Sometimes the banshees will wail
when they think of the love
that parted so many years ago
and
so many light years away
leinstinct  Jun 2016
I love you
leinstinct Jun 2016
Few to none
All to more
They are aware
Of my love afair
How it was fake
How bad i was
The **** i was
The **** i am
The feelings i felt
But cowardice took me apart

I take all blame i broke you up
It seems like bagage was all i had

Seemed not to care for your perfect self
Seemed not to give but still expect

Such a person i had to be
To become the person I'm meant to be
All the ******* you had to take
Cuz maybe you loved and cared  

But here i am renewed at your feet
No way of contact
Many years later i seek
A chance i know i don't deserve
A clue that you remember and care
A last advice now meant for you
A little time to show you
That i evolved
That i am new
That i did care
Care about you  
That i know i love
I love you