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she, the witch, lies alone
in her bed that is made of
ice
her eyes close for just a moment
the shortest of seconds
the floor creaks
her eyes flash open
they widen
there is now a man
a wizard, by the look of the
object in his hand
standing, smiling, next to the
foot of her bed
she says nothing
though questions fly through her head
she asked not a single one
he smiles at her and she
shyly returns the gesture
from his pocket he pulls
a needle and thread
his wand is waved and her
dusty, torn heart
is raised from where it
had been laying
upon her bedside table
he gently brushes the dirt
from the heart
his wand is placed
in his pocket and he
carefully threads the needle
and he stitches her heart
back together
his hand holds it out, towards her
and she, the witch
is now standing
she takes her newly repaired heart
and pushes it, gently, back through
into her chest
she moves, arms wide
towards the wizard who
made her whole again
and embraces him
her eyes close
and when they are opened again
she is in her bed of ice
alone
he was just an
illusion
a dream
a fake
and he is
gone
her heart, still lying
on her bedside table
cracked and filthy
hardly beating
cracks again as
a tear rolls down her cheek
her clenched fist furiously wipes it away
as she grabs her wand and waves it
and these words appear on her wall;
hopes and dreams would be
lovely
if they had the slightest chance of coming
true
but all they to is
break my heart
instead.
 [.Ichigo-Chan.] · Sat Oct 04, 2008 @ 08:08pm · 5 Comments |
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