Flawless?

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Flawless on the surface, damaged at the core,

for even the prettiest of apples has its worms.

Created image, what others see,

developed to define what gets to me.

In my shell I polish and clean,

so that others may see my personality gleam.

I am, flawless,

or so it may seem.

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