Ugly truth.
Beautiful lie.
Yet beauty cuts deeper
Than acknowledged truths.
Even if our eyes beg us
To stay shielded from the reveal.
We cannot prevent harm;
Only soften it.
And untreated wounds
Only fester under prolonged
Denial.
So what do we gain
In Truth's delay?
A temporary glow;
Euphoric but misleading.
A euphemism for the real
Lurking beneath. Reeled
Into a fantasy of our own
Choosing. Our own adventure,
Lies somewhere between,
Confrontation and concession,
Of and to,
The ugly truth.
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