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The self mirror

Deceptions of self royalty, and see what others see
under calm exterior, perceptions inconsistent majesty
 
Factions vie and accept lifes loneliness  
the awkward a square peg, so blessed !
 
Try your best and know you fail
the clouded eye for small detail
 
Contentment rare as false hens teeth
the shifting grounds of self belief
 
Feet of clay that never were quite formed
never to find love again and be reborn
 
 Commitment fit like a new bought vest
fools gold, was all I ever did posses
Written by slipalong
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Author's Note
myself in twelve lines" tongue in cheek"
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