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Beauty is Love
~ We try to define our concept of beauty in glamour and complement, rich in hue yet wild while indecisive fear give plenty to insecurity we are left feeling only the blue ~ We pattern our actions to design a facade masks that some would protest to be real when examined difficult arguments we’d laud this…
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In Dreams We Cry
~ When I want to cry, yet I cannot, the mask will hinder my ability to cast a shadow upon my eye. While the world exists with little regard to handle the crisis I feel will always create my own why. I cannot return to what once was that world, whether we might know one…