Identity Theft
Who am I?
Am I the glittering pink eyeshadow pallet I crave?
Or is my sparkle dimmed by the hurt that swims amongst dull green
and fading tanned blotches on my face?
Can they see through my veil,
Through the very thing I am not?
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