The lady looked --
Deathly ill
Everyone knew
Everyone layman
Observed THIS --
NEGATIVE occurance
Yet there was NO --
Comprehension
Of it's entirety
WHICH FOREVER
Remained unfamiliar --
To such horrid sights
She HATED the way --
She appeared before
The mirror's cruelty!
She lost herself --
In the sweetest dreams
Of something different
Tangibly remembered
Poignantly touched --
Within another life
She wished for this --
Everything she used
TO BE.
By Lady Lost
Copyright © 2002
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**As with all poetry, essays, correspondence and/or published letters, e-mails or other communications presented on this webpage, this poem is a personal subjective expression of its author's own feelings, thoughts, beliefs, and opinions. This statement is in no way intended to invalidate or minimize the powerful and poignant experiences of this author. However, this statement is intended to indicate that creative expressions such as these written forms of artwork are derived from their author's own personal feelings, thoughts, beliefs and opinions. This work does not depict any conditions related to munchausens, munchausens by proxy, other self-destructive behavior nor multiple personality disorder as Lady Lost suffers from none of these troubles. This work does depict this author's truth, which is not a matter over which she has any significant control.
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