FakeA Poem by Liz
Fake,
Tearing yourself away, To make a new one. A nip here, A tuck there. All your friends are doing it. "Oh, Darling, You look Beautiful!" Beauty is as Beauty does. At what cost does it come? Loosing your individuality, Becoming like the rest of them. Loosing your sense of self, To gain a sense of confidence. Being held up by A nip here, A tuck there, Until that's all that's left of You. © 2010 LizAuthor's Note
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