Crumble
The exterior is fake
Like the icing on a cake
It's fine until you break it
The pictures last a while
Like the color of a kitchen tile
Until you put a stain on the surface
Words fade slowly
Like light bulbs, lit lowly
Until you turn off the switch
Defenses eventually crumble
Like trees tumble
So don't put up walls
Although you can't break it with stick or balls
Someone will break through
To see the real you
There's nothing you can do
It happens to everyone
Including you
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