My first attempt at free-style


You've mastered
The art of perfection
I look at you
Self indulgence comes over me

I used to be jealous of you
Countless hours wasted
Staring at my reflection
Supressed by lies
Overlooking true beauty
Basking in misery all night

Your alure
Was decieving
It captivated me

It was an illusion

I became another innocent victim of your betrayl

Popularity
Is a venom
It seeps inot your skin
Seduces you
Smothers you
Torments you
And still leaves you feeling deprived

So break the mold

All this damge is fixable
Eventually this
Vain
Flawless
Fragile image
Will fade to
Black

And this whole world
Will be given a much needed
Rebirth

We've come to knock down
The walls of self-doubt

Giving an oppurtunity
For those who want
A new outlook
On life

We've mastered the art
OF TRUTH

 
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