The Complexion

October 21, 2010
Perfect to see yet flawed

for you see this façade

a face unsure, a mind so pure

unlike any other invisible complexion.

An opaque wall, dark, and brooding, is this mask

it shades the face behind

the person become unseen.

The complexion is protected

ever so perfected

with only one defect

the pure mind withers and rots away.

Innocence turns

and is faced with tragedy.

The complexion walks into view

reflecting no meaning

streets are blurred as I walk

and underneath it breaks.

The pieces fall

unveiling the truth I face.

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