Sunday, July 17, 2005

alice

she read a book that changed her life
and then she put away
all her thoughts and memories
that let her sadness stay

the book was real but she was not
she'd lost her subtle charm
the blinding light of life too bright
an optimistic harm

no longer pensively content
with life, and love repressed,
now like the others, not herself
naturally depressed

this made her worse than that before
so she old her sister
how she felt and what she would do
sometimes i still miss her

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