The Girl Without A FaceA Poem by L0v3craftInspired by a dream I had.Beyond the void… There’s a place inside her head A vacant hole… Where she follows dead things to their sanctum. You cannot fill it with hopes and dreams The role of a Dreamer is not her thing. There’s no soul, Although much like a mannequin, she’s still alive Even if her existence is synthetic; a mold of plastic lies. There are no words, a product of loss, So watch as she reels from each image, Striving to find faces. Beware the girl without a face For she is you when you’re in the Dream-place.
© 2012 L0v3craftAuthor's Note
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Added on August 15, 2011Last Updated on August 2, 2012 Tags: faceless-sluts AuthorL0v3craftNPR, FLAbout"I embrace my desire to feel the rhythm, to feel connected enough to step aside and weep like a widow to feel inspired, to fathom the power, to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain, .. more..Writing
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