At noon I am dreaming of fire .
It will be burning crazily in my heart under the Moon.
During the day - I am pale , I am noone.
My eyes sparkle like diamonds when the Sun is completly gone!
I do care for fairy tales,
I've read billions of them.
They do happen in life , so as most of the myths.
I am so ugly in Soul,
my Master is ruling me.
It'll be over one day.
Now I am open to Upper Faith!