Poem: Truth

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Truth

By- Citizen_of_hell


I'm surrounded by painted faces

Of all races.


Colors blend around me

Not letting my mind be.


Stitched lips

Playing your bag of tricks.


Disguising yourself

Putting the real you on the shelf.


Not understanding the truths of this world 

Just keep standing there as everything swirls.


Not wanting to know what everyone else knows

Your innocence was like a rose.


But your rose died

And it will never be justified.

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