I thought I had hidden my cracks away,
tucked them under layers so thick like cream.
The beauty I sought was attainable;
or so I assumed.
Each flaw was magnified in that cruel image,
the barbs that flew buried deep into flesh.
For beauty is only skin deep and I knew
that however much I tried to hide the truth,
it would still be there behind my every step.
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