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Rated: E · Poetry · Personal · #1221690
Its an older piece.
You stare blankly at me,
resignation hovering
wondering always wondering.

About how who you once thought
would be your biggest pride
has turned out to bring
only disappointment

You dreamed once of wide acclaim
of cases won,
and lives begun.
You envisioned people asking
no
begging for you to speak.

Once you though the same for me.

Remember how proud you were
when I first learned to read?
Think back, to your anger
when that person,
told you of my difficulties

but dear one they had my measure
much more than you could hope.
With your sun catcher house
of goals and dreams
built of glass and me.

You want to fulfill your dream deferred,
to live that life though me.
Crafting the perfect tool.

But the implement turned
on the hand of its creator,
and deposed you from the throne.


So now you blame me for you life undone
and saddle another with your dreams.

But that saddle is hard,
and the rider rough
not caring for the horses pain
only seeing the advancement
of your own ambition.


I tell you now that the spurs that dug,
and ripped my dreams to shreds, shall nay
turn on
another of my blood.
So I banish you,
to your sun catcher prison
built of glass and me
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