Monday, January 02, 2006

Daemon Daughter

Daughter dear, do you not fear
The future, the enormity
Of the world, the vastness
Of the universe

Daemon Daughter, haunting me
Will you ever set me free?
For I crave liberty
But you remain tied to me

Anchoring me down
You wear the crown
You are the monarch
Of my life

Your speech is grandiose
And eloquent. You are
So tiny and yet,
You fill a room

And I envy you
I do, I do.


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