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virginangelic ([personal profile] virginangelic) wrote2007-06-25 11:19 pm
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Poems: Stage & Mirror

Just gonna post rubbish that I just wrote. XD Ignore if you want to. I swear my blog is like my fictionpress dumping grd. lol. Onwards to crappy poems/prose ya?

The Stage

The stage is my playground,
It's the centre of my universe -
I've been Him for so long
I don't even remember the me from before.

Sometimes I feel empty inside
Like a vessel without the soul
Had I somehow forsaken the essence of humanity
In my endless thirst for fame?

It's his name people call
Is it too hard to say my name?
Or am I asking too much
from people who don't know me past the stage

Sometimes I ponder late at night
When the curtains fall and,
the stage begins to darken,
If that's my cue to leave the stage.


The Mirror

Sometimes I wonder if people can see through this mask of mine
That I'm not so perfect afterall
That I have flaws to hide
I'm human after all.

Can you see through this mask of mine?
Can you see the me I've hidden away?
I don't know if you can see past the blinding smiles
I'm not as happy as you think I am.

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