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She wears her worth around her neck
In the form of
A penny
From ninety-three years ago
And rusty locks,
Strung on an iron chain,
Along with broken
Keys that go to
Nothing
She knows of
Any longer.

She finds them, on
Street corners and in forgotten,
Lonely places,
Treating them like
Precious treasures
And long-lost friends;
She hangs them near her core
To try and remember
Where all the pieces go,
Where they all come from.
Maybe one day.

Her window
Is made of a shattered mirror
In the hopes of
Being able to see
Something that isn't on the outside.
She is not sure
Exactly what that is
Yet.

None of her parts match;
She constructs herself
Out of odds and ends
That others have thrown away.
She is cracked,
But,
She would not know
How to fix herself
If she was whole.

She strings up
Old bottle caps and
Passages from decaying books
While she tries to fasten together
Shards of glass
That leave empty spaces
Behind.

She loves them

Because,
How else is light
Supposed to shine through
Without a few holes
For it to escape from?
The way I see it,
what's the point of locking up your secrets
and throwing away away the key,
if it means that someone has to break you open to see them?

Lock up those secrets,

But don't throw away the key.

--

Thrown together over the past few hours.

Take it as you will.









© *Cugra
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Sigma-Echo-Seven Featured By Owner Dec 31, 2012  Student Writer
Nice short line breaks, adds something effective to the poem. Well done!
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SomethingOnceSacred Featured By Owner Dec 31, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks very much!
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Amanda-Graham Featured By Owner Oct 13, 2012  Professional Writer
Cugra

I didn't notice Love-Literature on your 'groups' for this work

it's lovely work

please submit it there and i'll feature it

Mandy
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SomethingOnceSacred Featured By Owner Oct 13, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Oh, my. I'm glad you like it.

But, I have, in fact, submitted it to #Love-Literature. Perhaps it just hasn't been accepted yet. I just tried to submit it after checking the list of groups myself, and received a message telling me I had submitted it already.

Thank you so much, though! I really appreciate that, dear.
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Amanda-Graham Featured By Owner Oct 13, 2012  Professional Writer
lol yes and i'd already copied it to the featured folder (smiles)

pffttt @ you minimizing your skills
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SomethingOnceSacred Featured By Owner Oct 13, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Gosh, thanks, again XD;

Well, to be perfectly honest, I've only recently starting to submit poetry, so I'm still very much getting my feet wet. It amazes me that people seem to enjoy it so much lol
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Amanda-Graham Featured By Owner Oct 13, 2012  Professional Writer
ah it IS there, nevermind lol
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Amanda-Graham Featured By Owner Oct 13, 2012  Professional Writer
oh it is there, lol
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sea-rchlight Featured By Owner Oct 4, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
so, i've been wanting to comment on this piece for quite some time now. i haven't exactly been able to gather the words i need to accurately express how much i love this.

i need to tell you how absolutely beautiful your writing is. poetry can be read as pretty words strung together, or it can be felt. and this piece has, without a doubt, had an emotional impact on me.

Her window
Is made of a shattered mirror
In the hopes of
Being able to see
Something that isn't on the outside.
She is not sure
Exactly what that is
Yet.


this is my favorite stanza. the breaks between the sentences are perfectly placed. there is that note of hope for the future lingering at the end. structurally speaking, this poem flows incredibly well. i love your choice of words (as usual ;D), but i don't feel like i'm simply reading the words on a digital page. i feel like i'm looking at photographs from a camera that has managed to capture more than just the superficial aspects of you. and you're there, sitting right next to me, narrating the story of this girl. there's a sort of overlaying detached feeling to the whole piece (the fact that you've written it in third person when, i assume, it is about yourself)...and yet, there is a much deeper, much more personal meaning in every single line.

i hope that makes sense ;;

well done, lovely girl (:
never stop writing.
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SomethingOnceSacred Featured By Owner Oct 4, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Oh, gosh. XD;

I'm just going to cry for a few minutes if that's okay XD;;;

I am so glad you enjoyed it, babe. Thanks so much!

If I can be truthful with you, as I'm sure I can, the necklace you gave me was the inspiration for this poem lol

I looked down to it and thought, "The penny is like me. It's old, and you can't spend it anywhere, but it's still good."

Sometimes, I feel really detached from everything, even thought I try to be engaged. I think it's some kind of defense mechanism, more than anything.

Thank you so very much again! I'm so flattered something I wrote had such an impact on you! I can't ask for anything better than that.
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