The Lying. The Crying. The Prying

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Inspired by the definition of beauty that the world has encouraged.

Submitted: February 02, 2013

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Born to be set apart from the world

She grew up rejected by every girl

Disgusted with herself she struggled to breathe

Tempting lies tricked her mind into his deceit

 

The Lying. The Crying. The Prying.

Mirrors mock and love to taunt.

 

One instant glance and her heart felt safe

But they start to notice the smile on her face

People start to talk and have their little fun

Every glance rips a piece of her one by one

 

The Lying. The Crying. The Prying.

Mirrors mock and love to taunt.

 

Her priorities are off; she puts them first

She goes to sleep crying, begging for worth

No voice answers and she’s discouraged

By the life the enemy has to encourage

 

The Lying. The Crying. The Prying.

Mirrors mock and love to taunt.

 

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