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Fairytale
Michael Channing
i wanted to be the knight on the horse
i wanted to be the arm in the shield
but no one believes in heroes anymore
when heroes are easily killed
i wanted to be the eyes in the cave
i wanted to be the dragon in the sky
but no one's afraid of the dark anymore
when the villains are all in the light
fairytales are for children
and children grow into men
men change into corpses
and the earth swallows them in
as we crawl from the womb
to our dark, bloodless tomb
there is little time for play
the elder eyes rarely weep
for the child passed away
