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She stole me away,
Told me about forever,
She took my hand,
And she touched my soul.

She showed me her passion,
Loved me with her eyes,
Finding me with her hands,
Pressing me with her body.

All the while, I believed her,
Lost in the moments,
Holding on to dream,
Biting back the fears.

But then I looked into her mind,
I saw into her soul,
And instead of finding love,
I found her with him.

But now I see her,
As she truly is,
And I look into her eyes, frozen
I know now, Crystal lies.

Author's Note:
Bart, this is not about Sonic!

Chrispian H. Burks
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The following comments are for "Crystal Lies"
by Chrispian

Lol, how is it meant to be interpreted as being about sonic? o_O

Good poem, as per usual, Crowe. Great first line, really sets up the rest of the poem, though it does beg the question who did she steal him from and how and such. The second line is pure poetry too. It ebbs away from there, unfortunately, the imagery being less vibrant, but the way you describe a situation that seems more commonplace in modern society is breathtaking. Great work. Definitely worthy of a 9 if not a 10.

( Posted by: False Dawn [Member] On: November 1, 2003 )


You know me all too well. My mind was pretty well made up when I saw the title and then reading it I was pretty well convinced.

And then the author's note stopped me dead in my tracks. I laughed for a long time on that one.

Thanks for livening up and otherwise boring morning.


( Posted by: Bartleby [Member] On: November 1, 2003 )

I repeat
Sonic? What's going on?!

( Posted by: False Dawn [Member] On: November 1, 2003 )

re: sonic
False Dawn, I knew by the title Bart would think this was about a person we both know, who's nickname was Sonic.

It is actually, about an ex girlfriend who I found was cheating by reading her journal (her mind). The title is a play on the word Crystalize, which is what it did for my need for freedom. It's also a metaphor for lies being transparent if your actually looking for them. So the end line for me is supposed to mean "now I know she lies" and "now I know what to look for". I actually wrote the title, then the last two lines, and then the rest of the poem.

Thanks for the kind words!!

Bart, I knew you'd get a kick out of that. Sonic never had enough grip on me that I would feel compelled enough to write poetry about her. You, or perhaps Dough Boy, would have much more to write about ;)

( Posted by: Chrispian [Admin] On: November 1, 2003 )

Ah right
Understand the sonic reference now, and all that you explained, I managed to see first time round - I was more interested on your choice of first line. "stole" seems to imply more than is there. Just curious as to what significance it has.

( Posted by: False Dawn [Member] On: November 2, 2003 )

Decided I'd look up some of your work, seeing that you are head hauncho here. LOL
Great read. I like your poetry.


( Posted by: nae411 [Member] On: June 26, 2004 )

With The...
Explanation, it now makes a whole lot more sense...

Read it the first two times and didn't comment... Wasn't sure its meaning... So I waited and it paid off... your explanation changed the whole thing for me...

Cute... I like that in a poem...

( Posted by: daprdan [Member] On: June 27, 2004 )

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