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Deep. Thought provocative. Or a pile of crap. You decide. This poem was inpired by one of my other characters. I put my self back into that story and this is what I came up with.

Submitted:Jun 10, 2012    Reads: 36    Comments: 8    Likes: 0   

As I look into the pond I see,

A monster starring back at me.

You say I'm crazy, that may be.

But when I am amongst people,

I hide in my other identity.

Over the years there have been many names for me.

You like to act like it is all my fault.

The devil made me do it. I love that one.

But we need each other, you and I.

It is you who feed me, and vice-versa I cannot lie.

Angel's are amongst us.


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