It was all perfect in the beginning
But like all good things end in the end.
But with you it was different you were impossible to be replaced or forgotten,
Or that until your true self was unmasked.
Makeup made you not only beautiful but made you looked good
But you ruined it by showing your true intentions
-diana 😈😵
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The Abyss Of Thoughts
Poetry"Looking at my reflection, I realize that in the ungrateful end, Between the old me and the new and improved me, The real me has disappeared. What is left for me? My real identity doesn't exist anymore, Only in past memories, I have become my worst...
