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Published: 2015-01-28 00:15:04 +0000 UTC; Views: 5202; Favourites: 20; Downloads: 0
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Her hair was orangeand glowed in the fire
turning black and ash
not a single moment later
the scissors were cold
The embers were
glowing just the same
hungry for her tresses
the royal red burned
yet no burn was left
Her hair was short
uneven with amber roots
outgrowing the dye
showing her natural shade
mom and dad took the scissors away
Orange locks tickle her neck
fire cannot fight fire
mom and dad breathe easier
she does not touch the scissors
though she always looks
She is eighteen
leaving home is a blessing
her hair bundled in a hat
she does not like to see it
the brightness keeps her up at night
The hairdresser mourns her hair
more than she ever does
as it falls limply to the ground
the locks have lost their hue
she smiles as they fall
It is easier to tell people she is happy
now her hair is gone
orange roots don't show on a shaved head
she stands proudly now
she doesn't keep scissors anymore
Finally she looks in the mirror
and is happy with what she sees.
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Comments: 12
The small, crossed-out text was a nice touch to such an interesting poem. I felt that girl finally shaving her hair was symbolic of her escaping what seem to be overprotective parents.
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Thank you so much. I actually had a lot of fun with slashing out words for this poem, they were originally just part of the work but they didn't fit in very well, so I thought it would be better to slash them out.
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it always amazes me how you pull me into your art your use of emotions have a graceful way of touching your heart and making you understand the characters in a real way great job
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The sense of self image is often linked to how we value ourselves, so I can appreciate the depth presented here of one's inner judgement of the self. Well done.
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