you whisper words to me as if im beautiful just like you
i know im not but for a second i start to beleive that its true
no angel could ever look so beautiful so perfect
i cant understand that you cant see that
how can anyone mistake a monster with an angel so pure
your eyes must be deceving you
how can you be full of lies yet so true
can a kiss contain so much poison?
a kiss from such an angel i think can be
but yet i still want that poisoned kiss which many have risked n lost life in all
is that what you want like all the others shall i fall?
You have taken an ancient theme and made it very contemporary. The emotion described in the poem is well known to me---as a memory from the time I was your age (and I was your age back in the days of the dinosaurs). You have described it very well.
Starward