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Facadomy


Misfits and loners please paint your persona,
The truth glazed in glitter and spit,
Popular culture: a painful aroma,
yet you remain a hopeful hypocrit,
Nothing so tawdry as love-loss and boredom,
In the suburbs of romance you lie,
Persistantly weaving to create your decieving,
Your straightface type as you cry.


But your eyes still see in blue,
Your hair still blows against a winter breeze,
You fail perfection and start anew,
Hide every fault, straighten every crease,
Your beauty to me is perfection denied,
(But yet you lie)


By your bedside lamp lighting, your conscience is fighting,
Your heart is now begging to speak,
You're a slave to the world now, the world doesn't make a sound,
Can't judge what they can't see,
Silence has broken your lies have awoken,
Your fingers grow weary in time,
Your paperback dreams, not quite as they seem,
There's heartbreak beneath every line,


In the world we're born again,
Between the wires,
Yet we remain the same,
There's nothing but liars,

Your poems are always a joy to read. They have such complex imagery. I love how you step out of the simplistic and dive into the diverse. Great job.