The contemplations of a fragile fake

By Miztaken4beauty

You asked me one thing,
And caught me off guard.
Shattered my pretenses,
like a house or cards.

At an arms length,
I hold the world.
I'm such a fake,
and fragile girl.

But I know this game,
I've played it before,
I'm far too tired,
and my heart's still sore.

[But I guess I surrender]

...and the master
Becomes the slave,
[ Maybe ]
The hero,
Needs to be saved.

[save me?]

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Copyright 2010 Miztaken4beauty
Published on Friday, May 21, 2010.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: i really and truly liked that read.

  • Miztaken4beauty On Friday, May 21, 2010, Miztaken4beauty (177)By person wrote:

    Thanks ^_^

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