Your shade of black turns to grey, As layers of repugnance are stripped away. Hate, fervour, and desire, aide to fuel you internal fire. An inferno that is sparked by controversy and confusion, While the rest of the world watches in disillusion. The man that you are is the man that they hate, Little do they know you are following your fate. Your eyes tell a story of a lifetime of pain. A childhood worth forgeting, aldoescence a strain. Failed relationships, broken dreams, I understand how you've come to be. A man of mystery, passion and intrigue, A heart full of contempt for those who have deceived. The whole world bows at your feet, defeat is not an option, Your goal of stardom is within your reach. You'll let nothing stand in your way, The dream is yours no one can take it away. The influence you have over your followers, Proves to the rest you have great power. That power runs deep to the deapths of you soul, You spirit seems empty, you heart; cold. Yet you're inspired, your love, unbidden. You long for a companion who will be forgiving. A woman of unconditional passion, Someone who will understand your actions. One who will stand by you side, Who will not be afraid of who you are inside. I could be the one you desire, I alone could ignite you fire. I know who you are, I know who you've been, I'm not afraid to let you in.
Reason for writing:
Lets see, I wrote this poem because of my undying obsession for Marilyn Manson. That may sound strange to some of you but, to me he is all the man I could ever want or need.
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