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~POETRY~ |
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Click on the boss chick to see more poetry quick! --------------------> |
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Me in my leather gear! |
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THE MASK |
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AKA The Mafia Boss (lol) |
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A Poem By Melissa Jean Charowsky |
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THERE I SHALL GO |
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I hide behind a mask not letting my trueself show You shall never find me I will never let you know My mask is a sacred shroud It was carefully painted; neatly endowed To hide my true known identity It's secreting was my top priority I cover myself in a veil of disguise To reveal me may bring about my abrupt demise What you see is what you get But who I am you've never met! |
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A Poem By Melissa Jean Charowsky |
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Can you love someone by words alone sight unseen? Can you love them completely and not think it's a dream? Does your heart know the unfathomed truth? And can it not act mean, crass, or totally uncouth? Does it, No, can it know? Where love whence placed must grow. A heart that is confused beyond reason Is like a warrior who has commited high treason. I do not know which way the wind will blow All I know is where it carries me there I shall go. |
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| For those of you who wondered what I'd look like as Jessica Rabbit! |
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THE BOSS |
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A Poem By Melissa Jean Charowsky |
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| I am in control for I am your boss Tangle with me and you may find your are at a loss I play the game by my rules and by my rules alone To challenge my laws you may have to atone So up against the wall my slave Come on don't be shy ,go on you must be brave You entered my domain by your own risk Now you must survive my savage frisk I toy with you like I'm stroking you up You whine and whimper like a lil hound pup You look at me astounded that I am you master As if it I came about from some freak disaster I quiet your ever questioning mind As I undo your hands from their handcuffed bind I explain how I was once the bonded slave And how you taught me to rise up from my shallow grave What you didn't know is when you taught me to be the boss to be the one true master That my power and strength would grow faster and faster Thank you for liberating me and healing my loss I will please you now by being the wicked boss ;) |
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A UNIQUE GAME |
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A Poem By Melissa Jean Charowsky |
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I play a unique game I like to hide behind a different name My identies and roles forever switching I hide behind my masks never itching I express my thoughts through each character I play I do it cunningly by my words I speak; those thoughts I say You see a piece of me slowly coming out I am slowly regaining my lost self without a doubt Don't be alarmed by my changling nature I just need to hide behind a different nomenclature You may think I do it just to decieve But it's my one last hope my sheltered reprieve That I grow from who I used to be And leave myself go and become the beauty that must be free |
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Me in my BeautifulSexpot mode lol. Actually it's me burned out after the fashion show . |
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