The Faceless Oddity

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A realisation of the ugliness that misery creates.

Submitted: November 30, 2011

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Submitted: November 30, 2011




Standing above the shadow of a lost wonder

i'm hoping that she will only grow fonder

Staring at heartbreaks creation

the lonely figure that roams a lost nation

Loves intensity trickles down a faceless oddity

Still I stand in admiration of the figures modesty

What drives the ghost of her haunted past

Take it away at last

A wish is bliss

or one last kiss

I fall to my feet taking her unbearable pain

ten years have passed how she suffered, no gain

Then she stares into my miserable eyes

I turn and realise my own disguise

Its me

Set me free

The faceless oddity is no comodity.

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