Masquerade

Her delicate hair crawls down her back,
Her dewy skin radiant under the starlit sky
And her diamond eyes enhancing her beauty.
She is a part of the masquerade.

She builds up her complexion until crystal perfection,
Lies stacking higher than building blocks.
She isn’t who she seems;
Only plain until she hides her imperfections.

She was a blank canvas, now a complex painting
Covering her face and identity,
Caking on makeup and vanishing from originality
Just to be like everyone else.

She is one of many,
Using a mask to camouflage her natural features.
Little does she know, she is perfect,
Not needing a mask, just being true to herself.

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