November 30, 2011
As all
come to her
in unhidden
written in all their faces

I know
the truth
of her nature
I don’t know
what to love
what to hate
or to change
An obvious change

No longer real
Nothing to go
back to
I’ve got
everybody fooled
about my
perfect nature

No flaws
when you’re pretending
a mask upon
my face, my body
that I swear
can be seen
if it were all

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