In my eyes, the sought truth reflects,
But my lips speak only lies, incessantly.
That's how I am, a soul that resists,
Every personality it meets along the way.
Sweet words like homemade pastries,
But my eyes and heart hide unknown treasures, unshared.
Once I had a delicate soul of pure gold,
But my innocence was shattered, and life became a burden.
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