Grotesque

by Amy J. Kline (Insomnia) - Virgo

Is my face so hideous
that you cannot bear to look.
A twisted, gnarled, inhuman,
grotesque mass of flesh.

Why else would you
refuse to look.
Have I perpetrated
some unspeakable sin...

Why do you punish me
for simply loving you.

Birth sign: Virgo
Date created: 2002-04-13 22:55:59
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:46:21
Poem ID: 69223

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