Whispers From Picmindo
As this world of ours closes down
there lays a lonely young girl
she whispers to the goblins from another town
for the enchanted wall to open to join their realm
filled with fairies, pixies the magic is the goblins way
her night is filled with delightfully told magical stories
where this young girl starts to forget, is tragic
while back in this land, her family is in a panic
for they should never have awoke in the dead of night
to find their young Jezzabelles bed empty
not one of them knew of this other realm
not even Moneque, her twin sibling had any belief
frantic as they walked the dark and cold streets
with no sign of their baby girl they missed dearly
police and searchers wernt far and wide
but couldn't ponder where she was to hide
for the fairies had begun to wash away her little memories
for they had been longing for her to join them for many yealds
as the sun arose with the morning light, where mums heart wails
Jezzabelle had forgotten the life she knew
forever now she'll live within the realm of Picmindo
coming out only on the whispers of young lonely cries
Moneque would be next life ending within this secret realm
soon she would join her twin, found in the dark cries of night
Copyright © D.A Hopkins | Year Posted 2016
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