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Do Not Belong

by @LostBlueBoy

The slow dance with yourself, prom. No partner in crime, no getaway. Caught, red and white all I see. The sirens of my heart, ringing. No Heer, No Ranjha. No Paris, No Helena. No Laila, No Majnu. No Romeo, No Juliet. Ties and Dresses Corsage and Coronary Royal Red carpets straight from the heart. Epileptic lights Face in a sea of masks Empty hands and waiting eyes Welcome to the Lonely Masquerade Ball. Where no faces exist home of the masks. Where no hip is free Siamese twins. Only heart that beats alone. Only open eyed one Only closed lipped one Soulless, Loveless. Hordes, Masses, Groups. Flurry of flamingos Cackle of hyenas Litter of rabbits, garbage. The ugly duckling Oscar Wilde Stars on Earth Rainbows in storms. Missing posters, wanted. Revolving doors, wait. Get the getaway car Go Go Go.
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Written by
LostBlueBoy
17 / M
For You?
Written by
LostBlueBoy
17 / M
Published
Jan 31, 2020
Time
2m
Notes

This poem is about somebody who does not belong. A poem about isolation in the midst of traditional love. And a poem about getting away from that place.

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#isolation#loneliness#love#teen#prom#beautiful#masquerade#lgbt#school#traditional
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