Amanda Jackson

Those words which rested high atop the iron bars
Were said to exhibit hope.
Those words pounded into scalding metal
Embodied terror upon approach.
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A change of mind conforms the flesh
Sweet harmony of heaven,
My being shall refresh.
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Taken by the hands of death
The tides that pulled me under
Thrashing thoughts of vivid dreams
Body and mind asunder.
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A kiss of beauty can contain
The embellishment of glory
Or the modesty of pain.
Within these boundaries truth is revealed.
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Make no mistake, my dear, to pardon all my sins.
Never once had you doubted me, nor distrusted my integrity.
I bid you. Lend an ear for I have not forgotten thee.
Even when my bones are pressed to dust. Never shall I forget
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Assuredly, she sits. Her fingers, short but agile,
Find their place among the glistening ivories.
Each, with their ebony crowns pull melodies from the air.
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Into you I gaze, to both my form is called.
Opaque from lights reflection, which portal shall I enter?
Solid, sturdy in the center. Within a frame they are contained.
Traces of life in each are seen, one from visions the other from its nature.
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A portal to the past
Heavy, cold and leaden lies,
This dark deception unsurpassed
Made room for smoking skies.
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By an Austrian church Tower
In Vienna near the center,
Leading cobblestones to brick
Pacing towards our place to enter.
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I breathe, but I gasp for air
I hold you and find you're not there
You cover my mouth when I am screaming
You are my nightmares when I am dreaming
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