Lydia Chan

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Within my castle walls an aged lady resides
Where time grows bored with sorrows mark
She emerges from broken glass and cries
Then with one last scream she devours my heart
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And everyone believed in her
Oblivious to her nightly tears
She could never see their girl
Blinded by her faults and fears
...

Fighting beneath crashing waves
Hoping to breathe yet cave
Their shining star; her egos slave
The girl in the mirror
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I thought I'd just publish little bits and pieces of what I've written. Thank you to anyone who reads them, if so please leave a comment, I do love feedback. Sylvia Plath is my idol.)

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The Lady Of Vitrium

Within my castle walls an aged lady resides
Where time grows bored with sorrows mark
She emerges from broken glass and cries
Then with one last scream she devours my heart
The lady of Vitrium

I know a lady, cracked and broken
They say her beauty captured stars
And her lips poured out words of wisdom
The lady trapped in this bell jar

Before a mirror she practices her crafts
Weaving fires and sins into her skin
And on a bed of glass she screams and she laughs
Thy lady tears the blackened coal within

Her purity and care dost radiates
A stunning jewel scathing their eyes
But behind the black veil I will await
Because my lady is none but another lie

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