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You stare blankly at me, resignation hovering wondering always wondering. About how who you once thought would be your biggest pride has turned out to bring only disappointment You dreamed once of wide acclaim of cases won, and lives begun. You envisioned people asking no begging for you to speak. Once you though the same for me. Remember how proud you were when I first learned to read? Think back, to your anger when that person, told you of my difficulties but dear one they had my measure much more than you could hope. With your sun catcher house of goals and dreams built of glass and me. You want to fulfill your dream deferred, to live that life though me. Crafting the perfect tool. But the implement turned on the hand of its creator, and deposed you from the throne. So now you blame me for you life undone and saddle another with your dreams. But that saddle is hard, and the rider rough not caring for the horses pain only seeing the advancement of your own ambition. I tell you now that the spurs that dug, and ripped my dreams to shreds, shall nay turn on another of my blood. So I banish you, to your sun catcher prison built of glass and me |