Bare
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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