The Portrait of a Young Man
As she entered a room, she stopped & stared at the wall: where a beautiful portrait was hung
it was the picture of a young man, so cunning & sharp, a captivation with the portrait begun
she then sat & looked at the elements of the picture: amazed at how his face shined so bright
she began to feel overwhelmed with emotions
because she was filled with so much delight
it seemed as though nothing could make her eyes go astray; nothing could make them wander
but questions began to fill her mind,
now she began to ponder
why did the young man feel so real
why was this portrait so different
then in walked a young girl and her whole attention was shifted
the young girl then walked over to the portrait and said it was lovely, but simply
"like the rest"
she then asked the young girl, "what do you mean"
and the young girl said it's not as it seems "I guess"
she then pointed to all the portraits on the wall and said "you’ll understand once you
look underneath it"
so she picked up the portrait and looked on the back of it
she was actually fascinated with a portrait that was counterfeit.
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