An Auras Face

I can feel people’s aura 

majority is corrupted but their are few that are sweeter

as for myself my aura is misleading 

i prefer the veil of darkness over mine

to have such intimidation because the world has made me this way

though I actually am sweet I just can not really get along with many

my aura is completely different then you think I hide all different sides of it

and it is simply something I do 

for you can not change me without changing you

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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