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You can hide behing your pop culture image,

your beady eyes unrevealing of your true nature,

piercing holes in all who see you,

melting them until they fall in love.

Then, you dissolve.

One slip, and your vile heart's exposed.

Acting as if they misunderstood,

piece by piece, you're left alone,

hating the real you as much as they do,

denying her existance.



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