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[aid] => mick
[title] => One More Off The Ferris Wheel
[time] => 2005-03-15 17:36:02
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => It's a safe place That she needed. Somewhere far away from here. (Locked away.) Somewhere that normal eyes cannot see, Mere fingers cannot reach. Behind walls too thick to breach. She's sick of shedding blood. By such sharp instruments, Cut through the fiber of her being... Dropping the walls she hides within, So that they crumble at her feet. Her tears sink through the floor, Smelling of salt and blood. Their hands reach out from her. She used to be one of them. (Back when everyone rode the ferris wheel.) God she says, abandoned her. There are no passages left open to her soul. She cuts her self with glass, Torn from the windows that keep her from the world. She does it just to remind herself. She's still alive enough to feel it's hurt. She sees the shadows crawl across the room again. And keeps her eyes on the ceiling to keep from dreaming, It's their dreams she's seeing. She doesn't want it to be her fault. (She's their little play thing. Another puppet on the shelf.) They pull her strings... She begs the Lord to let insanity free her. She begs in vain... And is tortured further by the knowledge, That she's traveling through a mad world... Completely sane. (She crawls to the edge of the vertical.) They stole her name... They took her being... Swallowed her heart... And let her bleed. The only way to get back at them... Is if she kills their file cabinet... That means it all has to end. She makes it all end. (She knew things.) (She kept things for them.) (Locked away in her mind.) (She sets them free.) (She ends herself.) (And sets them free.) (One more pawn has fallen from the Ferris Wheel) -DNB [comments] => 2 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 13 [informant] => ForeverAndADay [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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