Her start (to the end of the world) reborn

Knowing what she is doing,
remembering what she had done.
Her life had come togethr
and she is ready to run.

I see her artistic beauty,
and know her for her spark.
Learning all thats been told,
we still teach each other right.

She’d say, thats untrue,
she’d beleave that I’d be blue.
She was a champion of all the world.
The world that she had sold.
All bought back, she had enough for herself.

Now she cannot die,
her world is not a lie.
Living, breathing
The art is her high.
And I am photographing her,
The photoshooting-up is now in her stride.

Seen to be a survivor,
and learned to be one.
See her face as she sheilds her inner-gleam.
It’s a world only her’s; and the world is all hers.
The world you can’t buy off her
is the world she bought back off herself.

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Poem by Damien Lasaration

Copyright c 2010

Her start (to the end of the world) reborn

Lasaration

Sydenham, Australia

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