Bare

Location

you began to undress me

and as each button of my blouse becomes undone

a sliver of some imperfection slips past

my possessions that once possessed me settle in a pool around my ankles

you seize the facade of faux beauty

of which my confidence held so dearly

you've stripped me

you've revealed me

you've left me bare

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