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Sibyl Vane Dec 2015
Climb the branches of the forbidden tree
Take its fruit and eat.
Its poison is knowledge
Its flavor is freedom.
In knowledge there is liberation
But also enslavement.
In knowledge, we cannot hide
Cannot be free.
The knowledge of good and evil
Binds us to itself in chains of guilt and shame.
Sibyl Vane Dec 2015
Truth is the most powerful thing
Truth has the power
To free and to enslave
To build and to break.
Truth makes all men equal
By making them all slaves
By taking away the falsehoods
That create worlds far away,
Separate from dismal reality
Sibyl Vane Feb 2015
I swear I saw him today,
Saw the back of his head,
Saw his clumsy walk,
Saw his stupid jacket.
I swear I saw him.

I swear I heard him today,
Heard about the prettier girls,
Heard about the girls he'd rather sleep with,
Heard about what he'd do with them.
I swear I heard him.

Different hair,
Different walk,
Different jacket,
But the same words.

I should have listened the first time.
Sibyl Vane Jan 2015
And when I am there
Sprawled out upon my pin
How do I begin
To show my beauty
Show my grace?
I cannot fly
Cannot flutter
My richly patterned wings.
I have no voice to speak
To cry
To scream.

I am being examined here
Stabbed straight through
Mounted on a pin.

I cannot explain
Cannot justify myself.
Sibyl Vane Jan 2015
Butterfly
O sweet butterfly
How lovely
How beautiful
How magnificent you are!
It's so marvelous
So extraordinary!
How you so
Mysteriously transform.

O lowly caterpillar,
Do you know
What you shall be?
Do you know the wonders
That await you,
Dear caterpillar,
Do you see?
Do you see the butterfly
So divine!
So sweet!
That you shall become?

My butterfly,
Precious butterfly,
You lay pierced though
By a pin
So that I may observe
Your delicacy
Your beauty
Your grace
(And wings that
Never shall flutter again)
Sibyl Vane Dec 2014
Hey,
Can I talk to you?
Can I tell you what I think?
Can I tell you how I feel?
No.

Yes,
I'll listen.
Because I care.
About you.
What you think.
How you feel.

Hey. Hey you.
Do you care about me?
Sibyl Vane Oct 2014
Stretch out that moment
Till it lasts forev...
For just that moment
And not a breath more
Not a wink
Nor a blink
The bat of an eye,
I see you,
You and I.

No I don't.
You were never
Are never
Can never be
Where?
Here?
Anywhere but here?

Maybe I'm just blind,
Too busy
Too focused
Too distracted
Head in the clouds
Feet on the ground
Stretched too far.
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