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The glass has disabled my eye’s view of my perception;
The recollection of my life has minuscule properties since
I cannot focus on anything but the raging winds of fate.
If only I could allow myself to ignore the unbalanced horror,
Maybe then I could politely garnish the sill of my window
And wait for my canary to fly back to me; to sing to me;
To cling to my shoulders once more and let me feel again.

Daniel Haigh
06/11/06
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I asked someone to give me a random topic for a poem, and this is what I came up with. I can't remember exactly what she asked me to write about, though.. I think it just had to do with a canary.

Either way, this was my response.

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The glass has disabled my eye’s view of my perception; <- Saying 'my' twice irks me. :p

Other than that it's gorgeous, the last two lines especially :)

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I don't mind it so much, but I can see where you're coming from, for sure. Thanks for being honest.

The comment is appreciated!

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Reality is just one dream-walk away...
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" Maybe then I could politely garnish the sill of my window" pretty line...

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Don't even think about asking for Shane's heart, it's MINE. And you can't have it, *raspberry*.

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