A sonnet. Masquerade! Paper faces on parade! Bleh...


Masquerade

Just to utter a subtle hello
Would be o so great
If your strange tableaux
I could just get straight

You say one thing then act another
Fool me with words twisted and torn
How can you pretend to be my brother
When the truth is forsworn?

I want to know you
I want to understand who you are
But let me see past this veil untrue
Leaving me with a deep scar.

Reveal to me what's behind the mask
Please relieve me of this tedious task.





Poetry by Xuxa
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Written on 2006-09-22 at 05:24

Tags Yearn  Truth  Fake 

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Coolaaron88
You long to find out the true individual. I hope you find our poetically. : )

~Aaron Rowe
2006-09-22