Never-Never Land
She wrote for no one would listen
Her words were never interrupted on paper
She could ignore the world holding a pen
Insanity seeded
Distancing reality with dreams
Living, breathing, believing imagination
Words were her weapon, her defense
Her life
Desperation aided the unhealthy attachment
As necessity drove her away
Fear of dependence upon her dream world
She grew up…
Like memories too old to remember
Only empty castles remain
Like the Rome Coliseum
Once alive now a skeleton
The child in her needed the world
The woman needed to be free
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