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I can see them staring at me
boring holes with sland'ring eyes
my gaze fixates on the dirty reflection
half real, half dream, half manic, half wise


Forehead caked with oil and grime
hair like hanks of lank soiled rope
repulsive self how you daily betray me
and laugh as you dance in my wretched hope


One flash without time of burning sunlight
a beam that lances through prison bars
oh fill me and break me and scatter my pieces
I'll gather them up in forgotten jars


Build me a life of 'never's and 'maybe's
plant me a garden of lavender pain
we'll live in a cottage where light cannot find us
behind windows washed grey by the rain
©2006-2009 ~Of-the-Sea
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written at night-
sort of inspired by the character of Merope Gaunt in Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.

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whoaaa. this is beautiful. my favourite lines: "oh fill me and break me and scatter my pieces; I'll gather them up in forgotten jars." just.. wow. what a mood you created. and I like the windows line, too. I never knew you were a poet, marissa. seriously. how many talents do you have?? but yeah. last two stanzas are especially gorgeous; you painted such an emotional picture.. it struck a chord in me somewhere. and it definitely relates to Merope, although it really could relate to many things. well, well done. ok, more literature for my favourites...

ps. and the best poems are always written at night. mostly around midnight.

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[my life as a hallelujah to his name. [link] ]

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