Painting A Picture Of Impurities – Unhinged Poem

You start with perfection,

then you play your games,

perfection wasn’t perfect,

perfection wasn’t the perfect you wanted it to be,

a lie,

a deception,

a rewiring,

a facade,

you twist and pervert me,

now I see someone I don’t know,

I see a reflection of a fool,

I see a reflection of a fool that is now me…

One response to “Painting A Picture Of Impurities – Unhinged Poem”

  1. Yes appearances are deceptive never get taken in by conniving people .

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