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New Poem!

This poem is in Pantoum form. I wrote it last week and I think it pretty accurately illustrates how blind I can be to other people's faults. Anyway, Pantoum form looks like this: ABCD BEDF ECFA

You Try To Fool Me

You pull apart your ribs
to show me your black soul
all I can see is
your beating heart of gold.

You show me your black soul
its shadows falling on my face
your beating heart of gold
like halogen, like the sun's rays.

Your shadow is falling on my face
and all I can see is
you, like halogen, like the sun's rays,
when you pull apart your ribs. 
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