you are a work of art
art is beautiful,
fancied by many,
loved, adored, pleasing
with imperfections almost invisible.
hence you paint your face
hoping that you’ll be
just as beautiful
just as fancied
just as loved
as art
little do you know that
your face is not the canvas
it’s the art itself.
A.P.
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