Her Ugly Lies
Believing the Lie
"You're beautiful"
What a lie that is
Yet she'd smile
And accept.
"You're original"
Screams from inside of her
Yet she'd laugh
And accept.
She had no other choice
No one knew
That her mask concealed
Her imperfection.
For she was far
From beauty
Far
From originality
The puzzle of lies
Blanketed her
From the cold hard truth
Of her identity.

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