Can't hold it in anymore
You can't conceal it neither
The pain and the rejection
A war with the soul alone
Mascaras and Foundations are creeping
falling off from their peak
cause they can't stand the heat
This pain is real, the hurt is drill
But the scars will peel,
just not from the patches of the soul.
Cause this piece will always keep you from leaking
Strength, Beauty in imperfection, resistance from your demons.
Now, I think you are Perfectly fine.
©excellency
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