Imagery
Years spent creating it
Years spent living it
But with one small blunder it’s gone
Your Image defines you
The way one looks at you
It is you
But your image is written in permanent ink
One day through all the missteps you’ve made
You’ll try to erase these marks
And you’ll find yourself unsuccessful
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