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Aug 2015
From my glass cage, I look out upon the world
A woman's mystery sealed inside a little girl
I bit the bitter apple, swallowing knowledge whole
Following the white rabbit, I left behind my soul
Down through the darkness, I fell to the other side
Deep inside the mother, I was born again and died
The beast came upon me, offering comfort for my pain
The pomegranate eaten, only his stories remain
Despair grew inside me, a sad child to bear
With myths all around us, the truth I did share
A child born of red fruit, I hid you from the beast
Born of the mysteries, I spared you from the feast
From my swollen belly, a snake writhed to life
The snake charmed me upward, back into the night
And to the farthest reaches, she led me to the sea
With mother's womb before me, I planted seeds of thee
Diving deep within her, fruit's flesh fell away
With fins and tales to sing of, the waters moved in sway
Howling a war of hate and fear, the beast sought me out
Searching for my hidden smile, he burned the snake in doubt
And with his fires raging, he boiled through her sea
Searching for salvation, he found only me
Truth’s voice stolen from me, he took me to his lair
And in his hidden heart’s chambers, he entombed me with great care
He put me high upon his shelf to make the world forget
Encased in this glass cage of myths, tortured to regret
But my smile remains hidden, as your seed at last takes root
I know the truth of myth and lie, for I have tasted your red fruit
Sherry Lore
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