Mori Moots Poet Rhyme

A Gentle Soul Within, Without

Here we go again, 
Give it another shot.
Let's get to know each other
Is she real or is she not? 

Take the mask off,
Expose your true self,
But not all the way, 
Wall off for mental health. 

Here we go again, 
Hoping it isn't fake. 
Am I a fool, just a tool, 
With pie thrown in my face?

She knows what she's doing, 
But I have to figure it out. 
It's my mind that she's screwing,
I just can't keep her out. 

She seems so perfect,
Pure beauty the clout. 
So worth it, 
A gentle soul within, without.

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