wicked portrait

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a smile so dashing,
it's almost sinister.
a heart so full—so full indeed,
it begins to crack with ease.

your smile, so sinister,
your heart, so fragile,
your soul so broken and tired,
yet you paint the perfect picture.
you are perfect after all.

i watch this wicked portrait you've invented—
you've mastered the skill of pretending.

- gianna marie.

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