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13's Poetry

From my friends Crimson Dead Theme by nostrich.

15th February 2012

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Abhorrent admiration

I am not you  
You, who mocks me so whimsically  
You, my mirror  
My flawless reflection  
Perfection  
your shivering hands to clam  
your hidden soul exposed  
your shattered will reborn  
create another again  
discard this mistake  
this mistake will not yield  
it resents immaculate existence  
stubborn and childish  
unable to repair  
blind to the eyes of tame  
unnoticed in a dark world  
my concern won’t stay for them  
make it stay for me  
for You, who I abhor  
You, my truest hate  
Envelop me, become me  
Unleash your fury  
upon my ceaseless admiration.

Tagged: self poemsabhorrentadmirationhateflawlesssoulchildishdark

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