Beautiful Things

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In the gleam of the morning, where sunlight streams. Lies are woven into our dreams. Every smile, every sparkle, a deceitful guise. In this world of illusions, truth hides.

Oh, the beautiful facade we build so high. Beneath the surface, the truth does lie. Every laughter, every tear, just a disguise. In the midst of beauty, darkness lies.

Underneath the flowers, where fragrances bloom. Deception lurks, casting shadows of gloom. Every whisper, every promise, rings hollow and sly. In this maze of falsehoods, hearts sigh.

In the mirror's reflection, we see the charade. The masks we wear, the masquerade. Behind every curtain, secrets reside. In the symphony of lies, hearts collide.

In the tapestry of illusions, we find our way. In the bitter truth, we must stay. Amidst the beautiful things, falsehoods rise. In the depths of deception, reality cries.

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