They say pain is beauty but in the end is it really beauty?,
All I see is the demon left behind in its horrendous sight, staring back at me,
as I look at my reflection I don't believe it was worth it
For others it could have been the best choice but for me I feel as if everyone can see through it.
It's but an illusion thinking I could change myself making it ok, the truth is it's not.
Nothing is perfect in this life an I am just another imperfection in this world hoping to change its fate
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PoetryI want to get better at writing poems since I have never been good at them, I love writing and understanding poetry would help me improve myself I hope you enjoy and give me advice on what I'm not good at but I don't tolerate rudeness so don't bring...
