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Kingdom
Blue (poem)
Written by Rap's: ([email protected])
Badda' bing. *Nods* Okay all! Attention? Please? MAYBE!? *Watches everyone
run along and prance amongst the LOD fanfictions.* HELLO!??!?!
Albert: *Tap's foot* No, no. Your going to have to bring out the flame
throwers if you want them to listen to your message. May I? *begins hefting
a flamethrower through the door.* Mwahahaha.... Burn... BURN....
Rap's: ... Albert?
Albert: What?
Rap's: ... I love you! ^_^
Albert: .... *runs away screaming*
Rap's: hehhe.... er... yeah. *coughs* WELL- now that I saved you from
a burning, will everyone please listen to me a moment!?
All: *prance*
Rap's: OKAY then. I'll just TALK to MYSELF. HAH!!!!
In basic, like I mentioned in my summery, this fanfic/poem doesn't only
contain a poem! because our forums here at Fanfiction.net have been deactivated,
I needed another way to tell everyone about stuff you may want to know.
After I get this all off my chest, you can then read the poem "Kingdom
Blue" if ya' wanna. ^_^ A two purpose posting! WHOOO HOOOO!!!!!
First of all, I am very sorry to those of you waiting for my new chapters
on SMT and CTR. I actually have a good excuse this time, too! my imac
completely DIED as of about a month ago; and I have been unable to access
or work on my stories since then. Currently it is at a shop and should
be returning to my care about Wednesday of next week. (10/10/01)
When it DOES return, I will be able to post my new completed chapters
of SMT and CTR, including a new story about lavitz falling in love, one
involving Emily, and a very, VERY dark, nasty and depressing story about
the first time Albert was forced to kill another person. THAT idea I've
had for awhile. I got the incentive to write it after the tragedy that
unfolded on September 11th. As a former resident of New York and having
lost a good friend in the disaster... well... *shakes her head sadly*
You can imagine my mood over the last couple of weeks.
But away from that... (I really don't want to depress both myself and
you guys...)
I guess that's about it?
The poem contained below is a... well- it's directed towards Albert's
emotions during his youth. (Like about 7 or 8?) and somewhat grows with
him, but I really didn't take it past his reaching about 15. The person
referred to in the poem is Alexia (his mother- or so I've named her in
my fanfics) What you might find interesting about this poem is that I
wrote it as much for me as I did him. I'm at that... point in my life
where things are really starting to change; and I'm scared to death that
I can't.... gods- how do I explain? My mother has always been this indestructible
caretaker of our family, and as the years pass she just seems to become
weaker and weaker; like life just won't let her go and relax and ENJOY
herself. I know that, as her daughter, I am becoming responsible of our
family and their well being. Very soon its going to be all on me, and
it's damned frightening. I always thought I could handle everything, and
that I was ready... but now?
I mean- what if I cant do it? what if I mess up? How can I protect the
ones I love? This is my family!
It is, quite literally, like being heir to a throne, and I just wish I
could stay a princess forever. I'm... well... scared of growing up? Scared
of failing? So much is going to ride on ME... and damn it- if I SCREW
UP then I'm effecting everyone I care about!!!
Ugh- maybe I don't even know. I just wrote it and... I hope ya' review.
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"Kingdom Blue"
I was small and ever ready
to hear your wisdom and truthful words.
You taught me all about our kingdom
from knowledge vast as ancient worlds and
I was content to be your child.
The innocent heir to a future throne.
I thought I was ready to take your wing
and lead us all so very true.
But years I've now spent watching you.
Your strength has lost it's vibrant hue and I
*can* see.
Your head is not so high.
You take my hand and slowly fall
it's time for you to die.
I rush forwards to help you stand
I wish everything to be all right
Please don't leave me here alone.
I'm not ready. I was never right.
And so the crown is passed to thee.
So many hopes and dreams are now on me?
I gently sink to one small knee and vow
"I'll do my best."
But although I smile and stand so firm
my soul is wounded and frightened. Burned.
Because I DON'T know.
Because I'm scared.
Because I feel so unprepared.
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See ya's! I hope to be back in full swing shortly. *Huggles for all*
-Rap's
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