She Came Saying "violet"
Who is she?
What girl there, do you recognize her?
I, I do not know who she is...
tell me, who are you?
"Look in the mirror to find out
look into these eyes"
No, no I do not know you,
just go away.
With that; hands trembling, break
the mirror there
watching herself fall into pieces.
"But I am you silly, I am a part
of you.
I can't really make this
stop
but won't you please,
let me out to play."
"See, look;
we
can't feel a thing now
you stay right here
in this moment,
and I shall play the part
of you
in this wonderful show called
LIFE."
who are you though?
"Me? Why I am you. But you,
you may call me Violet."
Copyright © Rhia Madison Thomer | Year Posted 2009
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