Faulty

My lackluster world is a fake place to reside

Shielded by colorful designs

Fanciful decorations to seem warm and inviting

Creating false advertisement

But after purchase it is evident that faulty manufacturing is the core of all issues

Once removed from sequined packaging

Everything is perfect, false sense of security

As the clock ticks, I crumble and diminish

Wither with decay

My true strength portrayed clearly

Specks of dust fill the once lively clothing

Blowing through the wind

No longer to exsist, what faulty merchandise

Flawless on the outside

Trembling at the core

Until I F

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As my world dissapates

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