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Love turns into war
Your words are your sword

Passion turns to disaster
Your face like comedy an tragic

Your like a play on a stage
To present your power of myths

strings that inhabit your emotion
A symbolism in a twist

A mystery to the crowds
Blinded by your double sided mind

Open like a book but hidden behind..
A withdrawl deprived of reality

Are you confused with your identity?..
Or too intwined up in your mind?..

That seperation from your concentrations leaving you sober
in your own world of deceit

In your mythical projected world
In the land of the unknown..

Or was I exaggerating to much?..
Like the sadness leaking out from your faceholes?..

Reviews

[charlie]

The last line is very funny. And perhaps malleable.

I see a lot of two lined stanzas these days which seem ... generic ? struggling for patience, almost. And that seems o fit your subject here. Nice work. One can sense the frustration and bitterness...