8 - G.O.T.S.

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G. O. T. S.

In this world, there's not a face that I see.
Only the voice of its face seems surreal.

In this world, it's a lie in its first peek
And after, the true colors that you seek.

In this world, where could that face be
With true colors in its first peek?

A/N: G. O. T. S.- Grinder, Omegl, Tinder, Snapchat. The poem is basically inspired by the kind of people you meet on dating apps.

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