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I think that you lied. I think I clearly cut out the glass for you, The glass you so sloppily blew. I think you told me that, It's intricate contours were the works of your carving knife, But I knew better, I could see through your exo-skeleton. I could see into your soul. I could see that you're not who you look like. I could see you're far from beautiful. You pulled me into the closet, You told me that you're simply a contradiction. I told you, Simply and contradiction is a contradiction on its own, So you're a liar. I fled, And you said, "Off with her head!" And while my head rolled, God has been told, You were singing with your angel choir.
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Dec 29, 2013
Dec 29, 2013 at 11:14 PM UTC
I Think I'm Not As Stupid As You Think
I think that you lied. I think I clearly cut out the glass for you, The glass you so sloppily blew. I think you told me that, It's intricate contours were the works of your carving knife, But I knew better, I could see through your exo-skeleton. I could see into your soul. I could see that you're not who you look like. I could see you're far from beautiful. You pulled me into the closet, You told me that you're simply a contradiction. I told you, Simply and contradiction is a contradiction on its own, So you're a liar. I fled, And you said, "Off with her head!" And while my head rolled, God has been told, You were singing with your angel choir.
I'm thinking of breaking this poem up in 2 starting at "You pulled me into the closet…"… thoughts? Suggestions?
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Dec 29, 2013
Dec 29, 2013 at 11:14 PM UTC
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