In the frame, a chick, a snapshot in time,
With a click, this moment captured, sublime.
Posting it quick, sharing what I've found,
In selfies, a passion, forever spellbound.
From dawn till dusk, I revel in this game,
No breaks, just poses, a perpetual aim.
Gorgeous, I envision, no doubt to believe,
Masking my flaws, a perfect fantasy to achieve.
Crop out the fat, let acne disappear,
Hiding imperfections, making them unclear.
Beauty's trickery, a key to unlock,
For a small fee, my flaws I'll block.
With each photo, reflections concealed,
Imperfections fade, my beauty revealed.
An app to smoothen, perfecting each section,
In this digital world, beauty's imperfection.
Lost in selfies, this obsession begun,
Countless moments, my phone's gallery overrun.
Once posted, forever etched, they remain,
I smile for the flash, my image I'll sustain.
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