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Knit Picking

Zits! Pus problems ... oozing wipe love, has got them innocent bite fangs showing That baby drac queen moon face turning into a teenage mutant turtledove Cold cream cyber hits Another three-day seclusion ... chained to a marred model illusion Hip adolescent Wonder Woman changed into a square Lois — closing the fast lane to popularity Matinee crash dream ten-dollar scraping for a heart wreck, no-date solution Beauty tips blown to bits Anger eruption, lava tears flowing profusely Cooled by sisterly advice: “Don’t pick at it, no ... just leave it alone, let it go” Lonely growth spurts stunts a lot of aisle-walking linked elbows A patient sitter keep their wits Lost weekend, wigging out ... undone by an epidermal shut-in send Death-of-the-party news was delivered by best black widow friends Prickly pimple concerns — premature social demise do a solitude burn in an empty plastic jar urn Fashionable facial fits Wrinkles in time — appearance issues so juvenile ... hormonal crisis, minor disaster averted Upon mirror reflection, ticking vanity gave self-esteem a facelift, that was in necessary ego sore rub need Fear obit ghosted Halloween masks and brown paper bags Sour tongue wags and mean emoji hash tags Mall sighting scary, peer mocking wary Post a Photoshop pic in the Facebook dairy Carnival freak show weird distortion, deemed by pride as a public health enemy Mono rumor was the fake text portion; with a closet confide, isolation was the safest entry Squeezed happiness ain’t legit Lessons learned in youth will age properly ... if knit picked by the truth Ugly self-image will fade compassionately, given clear rite-of-passage proof A pretty duckling gathering pearl thoughts, spreading swan wings And gently dispersing every shed tear that be hideous skin wrought