by Roxanne Tracy

Created on: September 05, 2008   Last Updated: December 10, 2008

Upside Down Fairy

I cleaned the house, and took out the trash. I got the mental health for women book out.

It took until noon to feel some 'up yours' spirit dancing around. I realized then my fairy was upside down.

I do not know about you, but having your fairy knocked upside down, is comparable to when the German walls fell down.

Good for some, not as grand happen chance for the left behinds.

Sometimes it is more than a girl can stand. The five-year-old magic wand she waves around, it's sparkles gone, her intent to bind you, so she wouldn't have to look to find you.

Fairy is upside down; your dark ghost walks from the bar drink in hand, settles down after his show, his one-man band.

Was it because I was acting a part you symbolically wrote for me? It was a song; it really did not 'matter', not in this or that town.

Man, you misstep and knocked my fairy down. My fairy down, my fairy upside down. Recovery is quite simple; pick her back up, wings angered but gentle to her companion. This needed some dust, guess my upside down fairy just was not into us.

Over Chai tea it was something she said, back years ago, uh, it was simple, he, you cannot trust. You will become undone, nothing will save you, not even fairy dust.

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