TRUE SELF (Acrostic Poem)

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Truest gift, cruelest grief,

Rusting mind on a piece of leaf,

Under the curse that hunts me to sleep,

Evoking emotions I'm trying to keep.

Selflessness with selfishness,

Ego plus cleverness,

Little smile fails to reach the eyes,

Fake self you'll surely despise.


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