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Dead Heir

Am I better or worse
Than who I used to be?
A girl who cried nightly turned
Into a lust guided Queen.

What has brought this
Upon me? Can I return at all?
This image that I stand by,
This girl in a facade.

She needs to go.
Far from returning.
She may be me, but this me is
Not worth knowing.

What I know best is the strife
That lingers inside.
If that is what I know, so be it!
This Queen just died.



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WishfulWisp said...
Dec. 6, 2011 at 10:04 pm:
This is wonderful work. It's so defiant and revolutionary in tone, like people have to be when they are fighting themselves.
 
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TouchOfARose said...
Dec. 3, 2011 at 5:51 pm:
Wow...this is a really deep poem. It really makes the reader envision the part of them that "isn't worth knowing". It just draws you in as you read it!
 
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