My Idol

March 15, 2012
By theweirdworder DIAMOND, Newtown, Pennsylvania
theweirdworder DIAMOND, Newtown, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.
-Plato


On a marble pedestal,
she stood.
When I picked up my head from the ground,
I saw her
face
as she laughed
so beautifully and
I floated out of
my self-imposed prison
for a moment.
The beauty in ugly,
a light in dark,
a different face in the sea of same-
she was the girl
I so yearned to be.
Eventually
the pedestal collapsed.
She fell
as the rock crumbled.
I slowly saw the girl
behind the layers
of plaster smiles
and summer sweaters.
I found that my idol
was not made of pixie dust
and the marble of her pedestal
but of flesh and blood
yet somehow that made her
more beautiful
to me.


The author's comments:
This is just about a friend I looked up to after I found out she was dealing with a serious problem.

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