Crooked teeth, calloused hands, odd scars

Fragments of imperfection permanent

Hiding in the dark of the demons inside

Living in fear, nothing left to do but hide


Unrelenting, dauntless, ruthless little things

Demons of the past haunting every corner

Dousing every lively flame that sparks up

Losing track of what once was pure hope


Perfect, white, clean character in and out

Desiring for nothing else but sincere good

Everything to attain the impossible dreams

Nothing but the best from the stars that gleam


Acceptance, happiness, kindness from all

Anything to prove the soul’s beauty within

A pure smile washing away all of the doubt

Showing true beauty hiding from the mount


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