the sun falls below the horizon like a quarter dropped into a nickel film reel
and the show starts.
applause! applause! the smattering of stars with every clap.
silence - a hush comes over the audience as the moon appears.
and this is the best part!
the little girl enters, tiptoeing across stage
tugging at something, a rope, a string that will not come undone.
trying so hard to pull it down - her happiness - until she finally falls into pieces and puddles, broken on the floor.
the struggle proved to much for her, so now she silently sings herself to sleep,
the spotlite of the big silver moon cast down upon a lone being
slowly fading away as the stars blink and twinkle, but do not worry.
they will keep their lite.
whisper good nite to the little girl with tear-stained cheeks and matchstick fingers twined into her long, tangled hair.
good nite, angel.
tomorrow you will fly.
Nite
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Nite
You couldn't be suicidal if your life depended on it.
there i go again, pretending that i'll fall
don't call the doctors!
they've seen it all before
they'll say just let her crash and burn
she'll learn
the attention just encourages her.
- Dresden Dolls "Girl Anachronism"
there i go again, pretending that i'll fall
don't call the doctors!
they've seen it all before
they'll say just let her crash and burn
she'll learn
the attention just encourages her.
- Dresden Dolls "Girl Anachronism"
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Re: Nite
Nice Poem
Thanks for sharing.
Thanks for sharing.
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