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You're a vacuum.
But I can keep my distance.

You latch onto nebulae,
and feed off of their light.
To wear as your face,
worn desperately tight.

You're a facade.
But I can read you like a book.

You can't seem to love yourself,
and your quest is of hedonism.
So you collect all these masks,
all you treasure is plagiarism.

You're a leech.
But I carry salt.

You drink out of our veins,
but all you find there is smoke.
But you chug it down anyway,
I hope you choke.

You're a snake.
But I keep a flute.

Your smile is all lips,
to hide your sharpened teeth.
But your clay has chips,
and your knife has no sheath.

Just look into the mirror,
there aren't any cracks.
You'll finally see clearer,
and I'll cover your tracks.

You're a scratched and weathered diamond.
                                                                                                 But I've got some polish.
Was talking to someone and this just popped into my head, so I followed it down the rabbit hole.
Inspired by a sad, confused person I know.
Kinda of also inspired by my more morose mood at the moment.
But I still love you all.
Go and have yourselves a lovely day or night (karmically) on me.
lividly Featured By Owner Apr 24, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
WOW! I am very impressed and pleased to get to read a poem of this quality! Very nice and very well done! Favorite for sure.
237-IndefiniteTruth Featured By Owner Apr 24, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Ehehe, wow, thanks! (>///u\\\<)
Means a lot mate
237-IndefiniteTruth Featured By Owner Apr 24, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
(Wow, I seem to do just about everything to not do my homework XD)
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