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You can't always believe what you see..... in yourself (Matthew 6:22-23)
(James 3:6) (The "Tongue") She's perverse, and her tragic hits surround your nerves. She's found on earth, by the magic tricks of sounds and curves that she's choosing. Using more adjectives than nouns and verbs. With frowns preferred, she crafts pictures from her thousands of words. Her invisible solicitations to paint your portrait spare her from the litigation she'd be forced with That's why she waits until you're sure it's fiction. And then, attempts to take full jurisdiction of the state of "Denial" As natives smile and pose for pure depictions, her less meek techniques suggest it's your decision. She paints them for free to make her mission polite while never making a mention that they'll be paying $attention for life. Through a practical joke encryption, it appears we get hooked (Proverbs 26:18-19) As she crafts them with quoted visions, never giving us a serious look. (Proverbs 18:2) She's a mysterious crook, who moves in hate And no one knows that..... she hallucinates. (We used to date) She sees a "see-saw" in her self-esteem And since she's selfish, it means she'll need to keep you down for her to stay up. They'll be no colors of meekness, uniqueness, or sweetness upon the sketches she prefers to make up. (Proverbs 11:9) After she blurs and breaks up their self perception with her twisted deception, she hides her art of tricks and trials behind an artificial smile. It's hard to fix a child after that They're image-jacked, until we start to hit this wild laughter back. She's just a "mirror with hallucinations." She caters to your eyes a terror from illusion's hatred. The view's contagious. She models in patience, as she follows this nation, and feels illogical sensations from her toxic quotations. She's just a "mirror with hallucinations," confused with grace that never spares us from the rude sensations. And who can take it?. Not many make the philisophical chases... until this obstacle disgraces all their optical phases. She's just a "mirror with hallucinations..." Written By: Jwyan (Eleven-Five) Johnson We don't walk by sight anyway! (II Corinthians 5:7) This poem dedicated to every vulnerable child and childhood. We must reunite the beauty within us that these "perverted tongues" have kidnapped. (Proverbs 15:4)Let us "break" the alleged reflections in our "mirrors." (Proverbs 18:12) You can't always believe what you see..... in yourself. God Bless
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