A/N: no, i do not get satisfaction from bagging on Sarah, but she was cruel. and this may be a cruel poem, but it has a basis for comparison. Jareth only threatened ot be cruel, she took it to the level of reality.
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Chapter VII:
Outside, looking in
I watch the crystal in your hands
I see you offer her
Something she's doomed to understand…
Naïve, she's yet unsure…
I see the look on your proud face
When she refused to give
You satisfaction of a trace
That fears within her live.
I watch the hands of your clock tick
Through hour space and time
Aware, yet falling for the trick
Of their illusive chime…
I see your love in every glance
In her direction thrown
But all too soon she breaks the dance;
The bubbles' overgrown.
I see the pain tear through your soul
As she defeats, destroys…
As you of this world loose control,
She puts away her toys…
I watch you fade into the sky
That you had offered her,
She sees you go, she sees you die…
She nods – no more unsure.
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please review and let me know what you think of this one. i felt very strongly about it wheni wrote it, and would like to know your opinion!
thanks,
Nim