From one moment to the next,
Just as shadows hide parts of you,
There's parts that no one has seen, yet.
And all those parts that are beautiful,
May never see the light of day,
Or be forgotten in light of other parts,
That are more ugly.
Just the knowledge that they are there,
Can turn a lover off forever,
The darkest, most hidden, deformity,
Can live on, under cover.
Yet, you're still the same, right?
Nothing's changed except the light,
And the knowledge of those around you.
Though, we all have things to hide.
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