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i snuck onto earth,
disguised my deformities
with feathers and polka dots.
you were looking at me
but could you see?
i couldn't look you in the eye,
i saw you regardless.
i rehearsed my script loud,
watched for mistakes,
struck through the wrong lines.
you were not listening
but you heard me
does this performance
come naturally to you?
i amped up the theatre,
i adjusted my movements.
i melted and melted
and melted away
my beastly nature
you lit up,
were we on the same page?
the feathers are now irritating my skin.
so i'm shedding and shedding
and shedding away
my polka dotted facade.
you see me
in my intermission,
my monstrous existence.
you're listening to me
breathe and claw at the wall.
i'm caught off guard.
"monsters don't usually look like you"
this is a poem i wrote and i would love to hear feedback/interpretations. i started writing recently and i want to get better!
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Your Pretty Face Is Going To Hell
Im a huge fan of dark poetry—especially Poe. And your poem totally blew me away. It actually reminded me of his poem The Conqueror Worm. If you do write more and post. I'll definitely be here to read!
Best of luck 🤞
thank you so much!! i appreciate this so much, and i just looked at conqueror worm and you're right it is kinda similar to that poem! this means a lot, gave me motivation to write more:D
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Very welcome! i’ve been sharing your poem around to get the word out—don’t go burying that talent alive like a Poe character lol. i’ll be back for more!
— [Your Pretty Face Is Going To Hell], a new fan 🖤🐦⬛
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