Angel

Angel I am not.

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It’s just your angle of reflection

A momentary human disconnection

You caught me in a moment

Of unselfconscious distraction

Internal sunshine creates

  A flexion connection

I was lost in internal dissection

Of my own imperfections

My own swan song tuneless

I got lost in introspection

·

Now think what you will

A predilection of distraction

The eternal equations battle

Resurrection or rejection

We fight the implication of perfection

Mirrors lie all the time

And beauty is but an advection

A pretty painted masque

Just means to ply the nature of attraction

With no intent to learn what lies inside

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@MelanieMcCurdie2015

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Melanie McCurdie

Slayful Stories Volume 1 is now available for Kindle and in paperback

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