roses, we all fall down
by: pixie paramount( 9/18/05 ; edited - 5/10/2007)
A Series of Unfortunate Events, Olaf/Violet (implied Klaus/Violet) & the world keeps moving, moving, moving . . . gone


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"you are my obsession"
is what the Actor said

she is pressing gentle
loving
kisses to his lips,
his cheeks and
each clever digit that
isn't linked with her own
she breaths:
"Klaus"
gripping his shoulder and
twirling, twirling, twiriling
around and around

(ashes, ashes
we all fall
down)

the rain washes away the dirt and grime
and leaves her beautiful
("always beautiful, doll")
her fingers digging, lips cahpped and bleeding
(a small trickle of rust)

then The Actor sneers:
"She's mine."

as the light fades she can barely feel the itch of a course eyebrow
or the screams of her brother, trying to claw at his grave
(and her heart continues to b r e a k)

she whispers to his epitaph:
" I love you, Klaus."
the words hanging in the wind:
"You are my obsession."

she's a smart girl, a pretty girl who looks soverymuch like her mother
she's been told, and a girl who wreaths beneath cruel fingers (and
wishes for familiar ones ) she pants and moans beneath the (horrid) devil

Sunny, plucking roses from the grave, watches each & everyone fall
down.