Monthly Archives: June 2022

An overactive soul

Posted on 06 Jun 2022 by TheDarkestFairytale

I’m a shadow bending Into a whisper Look through the rain You’ll see me shimmer A lost paper heart Echoing through a fire, Burning higher & higher With immense desire. I’m like speeding car I have no brakes, A broken … Continue reading →

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Ice queen

Posted on 06 Jun 2022 by TheDarkestFairytale

She is a queen With a broken crown, Living in her ice castle In a tattered gown. Her tears and pain Are scarred onto her throne, In this kingdom of ghosts Were she walks alone. Her castle is sinking From … Continue reading →

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Porcelain Doll

Posted on 06 Jun 2022 by TheDarkestFairytale

I am very similar To my porcelain skin, Smooth on the surface Yet hollow within. If you look closely You can trace the tracks, Of this worn exterior That has started to crack. As the world ticks And steals my … Continue reading →

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Grandma Oak- Short story

Posted on 06 Jun 2022 by TheDarkestFairytale

Isabel hummed as she danced through the meadow, The wind blew through her long brown hair and graced her pale skin. The wildflowers were fully grown and they illuminated the meadow with an ocean of scents and a palette of … Continue reading →

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The Ghost of Alice – Short story

Posted on 06 Jun 2022 by TheDarkestFairytale

Another short story recycled from the Abyss of Alice for a new writing competition ‘the campfire ghost story‘. The criteria is that the story must start with the first line given “The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for … Continue reading →

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Perfect imperfection

Posted on 06 Jun 2022 by TheDarkestFairytale

I’ve never been perfect I’m just perfectly flawed, With broken edges That are curved & broad. I’ve been ripped apart Only to be stitched, Sewn with resilience And a little added bitch. I’m a cocktail of disaster A messed-up recipe, … Continue reading →

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