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A Monster and Maiden in a Similar Scene

Take off your make-up.

I’ll take off my mask.

I’ll show you the monster,

You don’t have to ask.

I want you to know

Who I really am.

Not so much bad,

As much as a scam.

Hypocritical liar,

False truths nothing real.

I say I’m happy and nice,

But that’s not how I feel.

And I know for a fact

Under all of that stuff,

You’re beautiful girl,

And you’re not all that tough.

You’re gorgeous, know doubt

Much better than I.

Pull back the veil.

Part the clouds in the sky.

Show me the moon.

Give it a stare.

Come here with me and

We’ll begin to compare.

You see we are so similar,

Me and the moon.

We’re peas in a pod.

We sing the same tune.

The moon is amazing,

At least at a distance.

But once you get there

No one there for assistance.

No one for comfort,

No one for love,

No one below,

And no one above.

No compassion or hatred.

It’s something that’s new.

It’s the best of one world,

And it’s the worst of two

You’re alone in this place.

It’s like I’m not even there.

You ask and I answer,

But there’s nothing to spare.

You can check for beats,

But ice has no pulse.

It has no feelings,

And there are no souls.

Just a baron wasteland

Of all your false hope.

See if you can love me.

See if you can cope

With my heart frozen over.

You’ll hate me I swear,

But you promised me, you said

That you wouldn’t care.

So at the same time.

Show me you’re a face.

I know I will love you,

But I’m a disgrace.

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Written by
brandon-campney
American
Published
Jan 2, 2012
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Notes

The first poem i wrote that i actually liked. Junior year of high school.

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