Your Distorted Face.

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Your face,

Distorted

By the butterflies,

Tiny wisps of memory

Obscuring

The true picture

From sight.



Your face,

Distorted

By the chains

Of bitter regret,

Not behaving

Correctly,

Logically.



Your face,

Distorted

By complications,

Of my sober mind,

Not thinking,

Not facing facts,

Or my mistake.



Your face,

Distorted

By harsh judgements

I make

Without ration

Ignoring

The truth.



Your face,

Distorted

By the cascading waterfalls

That creates

A facade

Over

My honest feelings.



Your face,

Distorted

Yet so pure,

So innocent,

Encountering sorrow,

Too many questions

That I cannot answer.



Your face,

Beautiful,

An honest representation

Of what’s behind

The mask

To the essence

Of your world.

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Taciturn Lies's picture

i really enjoyed this poem. somehow it's full of truths that are poignant. people's faces are really distorted by our thoughts and judgements on them. i liked this poem thou i found the use of repetition abit too much:P cheers! and keep up the good work!