Soaked in perfection, you're a delicate beauty
Sadly I'm everything you're not and nothing you love
Your body is your canvas, you brushed it on gracefully
I'm a painting of a soul poisoned by hatred
Your surface is one never seen before
Mine's a print of a portrait already created
So mother superior, put yourself on display
I'll be the disgraceful piece behind the curtain
Author notes
Radiohead- Creep
I grow up with this song.
A contest entry
- I'm a Creep by luna-midnight.
1000 points, ended August 3, 2008, 7 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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great take on the prompt, haha, i knwo what you mean, i grew up with this song and so many others, im sorta a music freek, but im bad with names and everything 
i really like what you did with your poem, thanks so much for entering, and take care *hugs*
stephanie ♥
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