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Mirror

They constantly trample my dreams. 
They hover over my fear. 
They critisize my every stumble. 
They scowl at my every tear. 

They laugh and tell me I am weak. 
They tell me to stop crying. 
I beg for them to go away. 
They tell me to stop trying. 

And when I feel I will break 
They try to make me agree. 
But 'It's too late, I hate you now' 
Is all they'll get from me. 

Some will try to stop this cycle 
But I know it can't be broken. 
Can't you see the look in my eyes? 
It's hopelessness unspoken. 

I'll turn my tear-streaked face away. 
I don't want your help or pity. 
They nod with grim satisfaction. 
'Cause this is MY forbidden city. 

All this guilt, remorse, and fear 
They make it so much nearer. 
Why don't you fight back? you ask. 
'Cause they are the ones in my mirror.

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Just One More Scar

My resolve was solid:
An unmoving stone,
Covered in cold scars
From years of being alone.

I was never attached.
I kept my distance.
But you... drew me in
Despite my resistance.

Fascination, curiosity,
Grew to admiration.
Then gave rise to delusion:
My ultimate aberration.

I forced myself to think
That the signs were misleading.
That maybe somehow
I was just bad at reading.

But like dawn breaks,
The truth comes out.
I wanted to kill,
I wanted to shout.

My unmoving resolve
Demanded blood!
But before I could speak
Tears came, in a flood.

Now my resolve fails,
Faltering as I watch from afar.
The stone freezes again.
After all... it's just one more scar.

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Scarlet Macaw

I am the scarlet parrot from the Amazon,
Intelligent, beautiful, passionate,
Trapped in a cage too small for my wings.

Bored,
With nothing but a pretty bell
To keep me entertained.

Lonely, 
With nothing but a mirror
To keep me company.

Hungry,
With nothing but a sprig of millet
To keep me sustained.

Craving fascination.
Craving love.
Craving life.

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Dream of Forgiveness

For the longest time, I could not speak your name.
I could not write it; I could not bear to think it. 

I was angry.

I was too young, too vulnerable, too powerless.
There was no justice for me, a mere girl.

I hated you.

Every fiber of my being writhed.
You became the scapegoat for my every misery.

I blamed me.

Was it my fault? I did not scream.
I did not fight, I did not kick, I did not wail.

I froze. 

When I needed my strength and spirit the most,
It failed me; it sputtered into cold icy droplets.

I dreamed.

Years later, suddenly, for no reason at all,
You came to me in a dream.

You were real.

For the first time, it was not a reenactment
Of the unspeakable things you did to me.

An actual person.

You had not changed much physically;
You will always look the way you did on that day.

But you apologized.

You said you were tired of having to live with it,
You said you did feel the remorse all those years.

Too many years.

No more would you be the perpetrator.
You were tired of living with that weight.

Too heavy a burden.

I thought I would be enraged.
After all, one of my greatest pains back then,
One of the worst emotions that tore through my soul
like a howling, black wind:
the excruciating, heart-stopping fear 
that you had no remorse. After all, 
there had been no repercussion for you.

No justice for me.

Instead, I felt... understanding. 
We have suffered, the two of us, for too many years.

Five years.

I refused to look you in the face, or speak your name.
But at last, after struggling so arduously, I knew:

I forgive you.

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We Are Forbidden. I Understand.

I am afraid.
I am terrified.
Fear tortures my soul, 
For love will be denied.

We are forbidden.
I understand!
But all this hurt
I can't withstand.

Can you let me love?
Is it too much to ask?
I force a smile, 
Crying under my mask.

We are forbidden.
I understand!
But do I really care
About your demand?

Every footstep is dread.
Every heartbeat is fear.
I wish for my love...
So far, yet so near.

We are forbidden.
I understand!
But our love is eternal
Outlasting times of sand.

Can you not see
That I am dying?
It shows in my eyes
Even though my voice is lying.

We are forbidden.
I understand!
When I am gone,
Know it's by your hand!

I am afraid.
I am terrified.
Fear tortures my soul, 
For love will be denied.

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Ashes To the Sea

Upon the sun’s last dying ray… silver-weaved waves softly play,
The sweet fragrance of lilies white… and flame-red, and gold alight,
Is turned bittersweet on that day… this day of sorrow, oh do belay,
As heavy mourning and soft love fight… to give me a pause before dark night.

Golden sun slowly goes down to sleep… a burning heart, unsafe to keep,
The mourner’s cry, oh never scorn… as the sea, sun’s light does adorn,
Goldenly striking the soul, penetrating deep… in salt-filled water, wounds left to seep,
Quietly alone now, over the ocean forlorn… a pair, a couple to just one is torn.

And as the sun beats the soft sea... there is a distant melody,
Ashes are let loose to flow… fly quietly, to land in water below,
Go with peaceful ease so free… never forget you and me,
Memories shall become my foe… can’t you hear my heart, so slow?

In the last of the day’s sunlight beam... the cinders similar to stardust seem,
Floating away, a breeze in the air… beautiful yet wrought by despair,
Though I search for a comforting dream... I only find is only a cruel scheme… 
Ashes gone, the metal left bare… I cry in love, for you’ve entered the ocean’s deep lair.

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Soon

With every step, I bless each leaf,
With every breath, I thank each star
For showing me that I have a home,
And guiding me near or far.

How far I have strayed away from home,
Until I thought I'd lost the path,
Wandering lonely through the pain.
Frightened of every aftermath.

I searched for love, that girlish dream,
That intoxicating dream.
I held my heart out in my hands,
Free, naive, and torn at the seams.

That bright gleam I mistook for love,
It was cruelty; it was abuse.
I was wrong, oh so awfully wrong
Now my heart's broken from misuse.

I thought I'd die of the anguish,
The despair that gripped my heart,
The pain that left me gasping for air,
As I watched every dream depart.

Then one feverish night I looked
Up to the sky, to the bright moon,
And saw the face of a goddess,
Who whispered one quiet comfort: "Soon"

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Why Keep On Trying?

Why do birds sing
As darkness covers the sky?
Pulling shadows over land
And making life pass right by.

Why do fish swim
Against the current, upstream?
When it's so much easier
To just obey the seam.

Why do plants grow
Even after being cut?
Refusing to stay
In the miserable rut.

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Forsaken Angel -Wip-

Lil white flakes falling to the ground,
Covering the dead roses all around.
Healing the wounds left by your knife,
Salvation for the poor, mourning girl's life.

Petals fall like dust from a forsaken angel's wings;
Beautiful like the song that my heart still brokenly sings.

She kneels beside an old gravestone,
Remembering the skies her heart had flown.
Now that heart lies broken,
As she cries over your love token.

Petals fall like dust from a forsaken angel's wings;
Beautiful like the song that my heart still brokenly sings.

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They Told Me

They told me to never look to the sun.
I tried but from temptation, I couldn't run.
I looked and its heat was binding me.
I looked and its light was blinding me.

They told me to never climb up the oak.
But deep within me, curiosity awoke.
I climbed and its leaves were touching me.
I climbed and its limbs were clutching me.

They tell me to never love the devil.
Yet he draws out my soul at an unspoken level.
I love and his voice is teasing me.
I love and his eyes are freezing me.