Chapter 9: Dreams Part 1

by: ellyse the silent

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From such a gentle thing, from such a fountain

Of all delight, my every pain is born.

-Michelangelo

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A woman without a face

lay on the edge of a river,

crying because of the monster

that she had birthed.

In the water her face,

her real face

was reflected,

crying tears of blood.

No love, no life

was worth all this

pain to her.

And she hates

him. She

hates him.

She hates him.

Him – her son.

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((A/N: Yes this is more of an insert but I couldn't help but put a bit of poetry in because I love it so much. :-) The next chapter isn't poetry I promise.))