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The Music is in Her

Contributed by justme03 on Saturday, 25th March 2006 @ 06:07:43 PM in AEST
Topic: abstract



Mixed up and informal,
Miserable.
No one ever told her
she was beautiful.
No manners.
Lost in translation.
Incomprehensible.
She is unforgivable.
Is she fighting or is she failing?
She can barely survive.
Take a mental ride.
Time to choose sides.
This girl is locked away
in a time capsule.
Time to walk away.
Get ready for dismissal.
All the trivial things
that don’t mean nothing.
All the important things
too fragile and precious to lose.
Time stops.
Let the beat drop
to a slower rhythm
like the place she lives in.
“Let him sing!”
“Let the final bell ring!”
The bell tolls,
counting to twelve.
Deep into her heart,
she lets the music dwell.
It’s in her,
beside her,
and all around her.
The music gets louder
and louder. . .
Misunderstood and chaotic.
Lost, alone, and desperate.
Hear her call out your name.
Hear the melodies of the rain–
her pain.
Controversy and melodramatic
lies. Figments of an imagination
gone wild. Called a wallflower
and then she smiled because she
knows better than you about the end.
She’s been there and back.




Copyright © justme03 ... [ 2006-03-25 18:07:43]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: The Music is in Her (User Rating: 1 )
by crimson_regret420 on Saturday, 25th March 2006 @ 07:42:53 PM AEST
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Just. Plain. Amazing. I love it!


Re: The Music is in Her (User Rating: 1 )
by slogan on Saturday, 25th March 2006 @ 10:28:44 PM AEST
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great write... I really enjoyed reading your work...jh


Re: The Music is in Her (User Rating: 1 )
by Quarryking on Saturday, 25th March 2006 @ 11:56:05 PM AEST
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Nice bit of writing... reminded of the times i did some outreaches to similar homes and the faces of people i encountered there...


Re: The Music is in Her (User Rating: 1 )
by MorningDove on Sunday, 26th March 2006 @ 01:03:39 PM AEST
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This write is marvelous. It gives a deep inside look at recovery of oneself give the time and space to do so. Your bell will toll again and toll loudly for all to hear. I love the say the last 17 lines created a bell effect on the page. I don't know if you intended that but it added a magic to the deep meaning of the poem that you have the inner strength to ring that bell again. I send you much care and many caring thoughts. Rita




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