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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required "You walk away from this disaster unscathed, whilst I stand next to the wincing tulips that battle Apollo's snapping frost. Beneath the tweeting birds, unaware of the destruction below, I stand still. Like a statue. In the spot where I was left, by you. If i stand here long enough, If i inhabit this place for enough time, maybe i can become stone. Maybe i can embrace numbness, the prize that comes with abandonment. If i am still, I can become this solid form, this camouflage can become me, and i will be known throughout the kingdom as the girl who became stone when her heart was stolen. If i stay here, i can trade this shattered heart and maybe you'll return and save me from this rock exterior. I wait alone, and the destiny i yearn for sets, like the crooked sun. I've looked into the face of Medusa, and she was a heartless man whose snakes threaten and strike, void of pity and love. With downcast eyes, bleached by this sun, I'll be restored by Achelois and she'll reflect her ghostly light off my smooth, cold skin. I'll stand here, alone, and simply wait for the ivy to creep up my hard limbs and cover me with their reviving leaves. I'll peep out at the world, free from the bars that come with their eyes, and wait to watch the final sunset before natural annihilation. But, wait, these cats, in all their glory, huddle around me, inhaling my smell, being engulfed by my aroma. Maybe I'll embrace Niobe, and loss will pour from these stone eyes like an unceasing fountain. I'll flood these lands, each drip, each muddy tear, building to waves that swirl and crash and destroy, flooding forests and deserts. I'll worship Artemis and the waves will gallop and stride and hunt him down, forcing him from his hideout until he chokes on my grief, like a child swallowing a huge pebble. The hooting owl dares to interrupt my thoughts? Hush, you cannot quieten me. Foul tears, hold your rank! I'll never bow to supremacy. I'll never kneel to him. This wretched beast recognises me, it's knowing eyes wink like devil's spears and claw at my stone shell. I long to pounce and throttle its feathered neck. I can devour it. I can rule this place like a sovereign, an Egyptian Queen. You cannot withstand my stone clasp, you disobedient demon. Quake at my feet you subservient fool, yield to my greatness, kiss my base with your impoverished lips that crack like glass. I see its reflection in my dull eyes and, through the fog, I see my stance, like a God. Fear me all."
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