I don't own Beetlejuice, or Lydia. Come on, I might be good, I hope I'm good, but I'm not that good...
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If anyone can guess which of my fics this is from... Um, I'm afraid I actually have a limited number of cookies, actually. But anyway, this is my first attempt at a poem for our pair. I hope it turned out well. I never can tell with my own writing. And the spaces? Not working properly. So, that's why the lines.
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Twisting about her endlessly,
As she commands their weight;
Moonlight wrapped in shadows,
With feral child-like grace.
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He watches as she dances there,
The only one who knows
This daughter of the darkness,
And where her wanderings go.
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Looming in the silence there,
He does not disturb her dance.
Watching fabric sway just so,
Encompassing her stance.
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The keeper of her secrets dark,
The playmate in her game-
Often he just watches her,
Afraid she'll slip away.
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This killer in the darkness,
Blood still upon his hands,
Waits for this child patiently
To join him in deathly lands.
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His one and only truly friend,
Obsession's kindest way.
He watches her dance all alone,
Caught in the music's sway.
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No danger to this human girl,
No cruelty in his smile.
She makes this monster something good,
If only for a while.
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And like this specter, all around,
The shadows too delight,
As she dances with the curtains drawn-
And waits again for night.
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