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Where the North Star Fell If you want to find where the South Star SleepsWhere the North Star Fell by ~Malurxia
If you want to find where the South Star Sleeps
Seek the place where stars meet the earth
In a cascade of glittering diamonds
And the shimmer of the moon on the surface of the water
Among the crabs and the seahorses
Where the witch lives alone
Seek the place where crystals weave the night
And where grass blows the wind
To a heavy hurricane melody
That lies silent forever
Beneath the tides of the sea.
If you want to find where the East Star Lies
If you want to find where the East Star Lies
Seek the place where people laugh
And the place where people cry
The humming of tall metal s
A Dame and her Tea-Party Once upon a timeA Dame and her Tea-Party by ~Malurxia
There was a marvelous tea-party
It was held by a dame
And she had all her friends
Gathered for tea
Biscuits and truffles
And lemonade
With white velvet table-cloth
With stars and glitter
And a candle
She had invited all of the kingdoms
From hearts to spades
Even the crabs from the beach
And the moles from the forests
Had she invited
But she quickly regretted
For the moles ate all her food
And the crabs pinched and bit
But one guest helped her
When she was in need
A man, young and strong
Fought both crabs and moles
And left with the dame
The marvelous tea-party
Now all alone
The Story of the Unhappy Joker Once upon a timeThe Story of the Unhappy Joker by ~Malurxia
A joker was here
He loved his life
But something felt missing
So he started looking
One day he came upon a beautiful contortionist
They smiled and were happy
And the days were gleaming
Of golden silver ribbons
And doves so pretty
A wonderful chime
Could be heard through the land
And king and the queen
Had invited them both
To a ball
At the ball the joker waited
And waited, and Waited
But he was all alone
And no one ever came
The contortionist was gone
He searched high and low
The beach and the mountain
But he could never find her
So he went home
And he never saw the contortionist again
Then Who Stole The Lady's Voice? A Letter To YouThen Who Stole The Lady's Voice? by ~Malurxia
I Write My Dear
With Ink Or Blood
Or Somewthing Queer
My Only Request
Read This And Tell Me Once
Then Who stole the Lady's Voice?
O How Beautiful
The Sin
O How Wonderful
O How Amazing
This Tea
And The Roses Bloom
Where We Sit
I Will Never Forget Your Smile
And The Taste Of Cherries
As We Watched The Sea
Of Trees
Together
In The Ocean
With Starfish And Shark
A Biscuit My Dear
For Your Sore Throat
It Will Help
Salt Water
My Eyes Are Tired
I Will Sleep
Where You Lay
I Will Die
Under The Ground
From Roots To Church
Bells I Hear
In Colors Of Red
And Blue And Yellow
Which All Are Black
The Sin, The
Obsessed 
