Skins

by Timothy & Decayed   Apr 9, 2012


Balancing appearance drifts,
One face to another lifts.
Mind's mirrors turn murky brown,
None but sinners in this town.

You think you'd know us, but no;
Well, they tried, ages ago.
Glass eyes turn brass at keyholes.
See yourself how a tongue rolls.

Spy upon those who can't touch,
All the fool's gold, all too much.
Though the eyes paint what is quaint,
Let all fools in, see no saint.

It won't hurt to change yourself.
I change skins - it's still myself.
Just replace mirrors along.
Can you tell the right from wrong?

None but sinners wait the while,
Change for love's sake; change the while.
Be that girl you strived to be,
make the oath, child, bare the fee.

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  • 13 years ago

    by Ms Happiness

    Woooow I love this colab:)
    Great job both of you:)

  • 13 years ago

    by Mostafa

    Great collab, the mix of your styles created a brilliant piece !
    Well done : )

  • 13 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    The metaphoric Kings bond together--- LOVE IT!!
    This poem rocked Abed and Timothy!! From start to finish, you two wrote a brilliant piece, filled with a deep message that leads the reader on a wild roller coaster of thoughts!! well done!!

  • 13 years ago

    by Lioness

    Oh awesome. It is really nice to see a collab between the both of you. The both of you have unique writing skills and when you mold and mix them together it turns out awesome.

    I loved the rhyming and images. The idea of skins - being who we are in our own body - taking responsibility for our actions. I loved this

    Great job guys on your wonderful collab!!!

    x

  • 13 years ago

    by Timothy

    Aye, it was such a brilliant opportunity brother! Such a privilege :D

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