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Fairy Tale

She thought she knew her story

The story she mistook for a fairy tale

She said she was the princess wearing a crown

Waiting for her prince in her castle up in the clouds

Yet her patience grew thin 

As her knight in shining armor remains missing

Her castle no longer feels like home 

A dreaded prison she needs to escape from

So she cut off her long, flowing locks

And ditched her embroidered gown

Standing naked in front of a mirror 

She saw a woman grown

No prince or knight will come and save her

So she thought to escape her darkened castle

Wearing an armor made from light and shadows

She fought the monsters and villains that lived in her halls

Bloodied, bruised, and hurting 

She stepped down and out from the castle, her prison

Stronger than when she was first brought in 

She was no longer a princess but a queen proud and standing tall
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She Was

 

She was the woman I was once,
hiding behind several masks.
Afraid to let people in,
fearing they might not like
what their eyes could see.

She was the other side of me,
the darkness that clings to my light.
Can’t stand to be abandoned,
yet kept on receding back to the shadows.

She was the voice inside my head,
whispering incessantly in my every waking day.
The halls of my imagination she claims for her own,
where she creates monsters even from dust motes.

She was me in every sense of the word,
and now we are one for I’ve mastered my fear.
She and I are whole once more,
ready to face tomorrow stronger than before.

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-The Elusive Scribe 042713-

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Tangled Lines

 

How to unravel these tangled lines
of words in a jumbled mind?
To bring order to an already chaotic world
filled with monsters and heroes
and abandoned caves and decaying palaces?

How to unravel thoughts wound up tight,
stuck in a crowded room of daydreams,?
To separate the myths from the truths,
and bring out a story that will amuse?

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-The Elusive Scribe 041213-