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Faerie Tree Of Innocence Lost (1 rating) by Genevieve Silver
I am the faerie
A lithe, airy spirit
Commanding the flowers
To bloom for the children
Joy fills their faces
As I dance in the tree
Knotholes are lit up
My faerie friends
Come one, come all
Sing for me
Some say these are sinful
Delights
Holy men hate me
Poison my followers minds
I am innocent
We are happiness
Pure and sweet
Why have you murdered
My home of lights?
Save the ignorant children
And the saint among them
Dedicated to Joan of Arc
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