"superficial inner beauty"
your mask is your solace
an escape from the trepidation of real time
so long as the facade of genuine concern is present
no one will see past the faux pas of your mishaps
see me...i'm an action verb
you are more like a set of cloudy adjectives
pretend the colorfulness in your personality is truth
spirit eyes can see beneath your surface
outside your body is a temple
you tell us that respect of your inner is a must
how can this rightfully exist when you allow violations?
for i am but a storyteller observing your story
they don't love you...you don't love you
and choosing to accept materialism for affection
is just another ill-fated choice in your book trilogy
change the book...turn the page...
accept it all...without the mask...
that is the beauty that lies beneath...
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