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Published: 2011-03-13 15:42:55 +0000 UTC; Views: 160; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 1
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dear rapunzel, i owe you an apology. i watched you shout down to us from your tower and despised you for never leaving. now my throat is hoarse and the people are fuzzy so far away down there, because the telescope in my heart is pointed the wrong way to see them.(to the people who love me: i will come home and my hair will smell of wood smoke and i will miss the stars when i think of here and i do not know if i will ever be able to stay in one place without yearning, and for that i am truly sorry. -- i love you, you know that,
but god, who started the rumour that love was enough?)
i am sleeping beauty, trapped in my thorns in my tower until the limit runs out on my sleep. i have my dreams and the ticking of my time bomb for company, and when it explodes there will be no prince to come save me because this is the twenty-first century and even disney has to move with the times.
(to the people who love me: i speak slow and strange here, with my eyes like the deer in the woods around me all unknowing, and no one puts burdens on the shoulders of the weak, do they. so i am sorry, i am sorry, i am free.)
but there is no magic in my story, not one little flash of light, and so i planted my thorns and climbed my tower, and the fairies didn't come to put my home to sleep, and when i wake up life will have gone on without me. and i don't know why that's not okay but it isn't.
(to the people who love me: my voice sounds strange when i speak your language.)
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ok, after the insiders report this makes tons of sense, still as beautiful though. *hugs*
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All I can hope is that your happy. You seem to have found happiness more then you could have here. Best of luck <3
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it's a half and half. the part not in brackets is the part where all i'm doing here is waiting to go home.
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This troubles and scares me, but in my heart I can be content knowing that you seem to have found a more suitable place... I love you very much sweetling, and I sincerely hope I get the chance to see you after highschool occasionally... I will miss your brilliant mind... (trying not to cry at the thought of losing you, or at the thought of making you unhappy by keeping you from your longing)
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actually, at the time i wrote it, the brackets bit was just to be fair, because i knew i felt like that occasionally. but when i wrote it i had been crying for days for homesickness.
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it's a double poem... you only saw half of it. the half of it that's not in brackets is about me waiting until i can finally go home. some days it seems like i can't make a connection here, i'm pointed the wrong way.
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You're excellent. I like the structure a lot as well. I wish I was deep or intuitive enough to fully understand 
Lets see if I can make my words make sense...
You paint pictures with yours, and make me feel emotions, which is odd, but great, but still odd because I feel a little bit emotionally molested... in a good way.
Though, I worry a little, because I don't want to to be sad.
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* "paint pictures with WORDS", is what I meant to say
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Heh, it's not really your fault that you can't understand it - everything I write, poetry-wise, is just about automatically true, but it's hard to make it flow like poetry if it's written straight out, so I put it under a lot of layers of metaphors. I think I'll phone you and explain the rest, because a) we have lots and lots to talk about and b) I tried to explain it on here and it became like a mini-essay xD
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Hmmm... this will give me something to think about <333
I AM NOW A HAPPY PERSON, for Chaos has written once more.
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