Naked
To be stripped from all that we hide behind.
Looking in the mirror now, you cannot lie
To yourself; to the world
Exposed.
This is who you are, behind society's camoflauge.
Behind the make-up gauze,
Covering your face.
Bare, natural, innosence.
Why do you feel it is such a disgrace?
Real beauty is exposed.
Real beauty is naked.
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