Adulterated..

Silence envelops great turmoil
Smiles façade great regrets
The world is adulterated
To great depths.

Things are put up
To show a play
We put on a new mask
Each and every day.

To behold our thoughts,
To shield our views,
To blend them with others,
Smearing false hues.

How flattering
the gray manipulatives are,
Away from the true selves
They plod us far.

Reality may be cruel
It is accessible;
But rainbows are far,
honestly intangible.

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