A/N: Ok everyone, I'm experimenting with lots of new, more sophisticated rhyming patterns in this poem. You know, lots of times the depth of a poem relies heavily on its structure, and this idea just seemed to work well. Oh yeah, I also switch points of view every other verse, so I hope you don't get confused. Remember to review, flames welcome.

Disclaimer: I don't own Sarah, Jareth, or the Labyrinth. I only own this poem because, after all, I wrote it.

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Sarah's Poem

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I was always happy enough as a child,

Letting my dreams of crystals run wild.

Never before, had I even thought,

I'd encounter the dream that once I had sought.

Innocent play,

Needs to be put away,

It will come back and haunt you,

Somehow, or some way.

Though you may not even know it.

But all of those dreams, I held inside,

For they were something reality just could not provide.

But I continued to dream of something much more,

Than simply the world beyond my front door.

As a young girl,

She wanted the world,

But was frightened when something

New had unfurled.

And she was afraid to show it.

As a teen, the labyrinth, the grueling maze,

Intrigued me in so many new ways.

But never before did I ever dream,

My fantasy was part of the goblin king's scheme.

In searching for dreams, she took a look,

And found the labyrinth, much more than a book.

Her so-called fantasy,'

She had mistook.

That it was no more than a dream.

Somewhere along in his twisted maze,

I fell into a dreamy, and tranquil daze.

It seemed I had come to the end of my luck,

With so many emotions all running amuck.

Swept up in the ball,

She forgot it all,

As her world began

To crumble and fall.

But the crystals continued to gleam.

It finally came time for the spell to be broken,

I remembered the words that must be spoken.

How could something so utterly tragic

Come from my dreams of crystals and magic?

At the thirteenth hour,

She discovered the power,

She stood up and fought,

Did not shrink back and cower.

She knew she had finally won.

Now I realize it was for the best,

I passed one of life's most heartbreaking tests,

And now I will cry like there is no cost,

For shattered dreams, and the love that I lost.

And oh how she'd cry

For that tearful good-bye,

And sometimes she'd ask herself

"Why, god? Oh why?"

But the dream was finally done.

~CrystalDreamer620~