SuperficialA Poem byYou loathe my character, yet you love my looks. So you shut me up when I'm with you. I, so strangely hooked in your eyes, adore your looks and loathe your character.
We are fit for one another as we do not mean a thing. This is the shallowness of our relationship.
Superficial and dead. © 2010Author's Note
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