It rose up straight from the earth,
this library of the lovelorn
Page upon page
of every dream they ever dreamt
that went unremembered
Under it's foundation lie the tears of;
the ugly duckling that never turned into a swan,
the dwarf that spent his life shunned,
the cloud that lost it's silver lining,
the cloud that lost it's silver lining,
the circus that was forever without a clown,
the charming prince that was unable to slay the dragon,
the eunuch without a tongue,
the breathtaking glass slipper that never was slipped on,
the cracked mirror that never saw a smile,
the old woman with nine and forty cats that's never been kissed,
the wait that eternally held it's breath.
December 2010
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