Lying Eyes

Composure is the key

To making everyone believe

You control the insanity

That is thriving to be free.

Translucent like a veil

Something hides but no one can tell

In this ugly world you are the belle

A beauty queen in Hell.

Incriminating lies

From the people you most despise

Reflect innocence through your eyes?

You will really have to try.

The End

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