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I notice the symmetry in your face You look in every direction but mine We rush and crash through the night Across traintracks, through tunnels I admire the strong structures Glowing beneath these festive lights You are hiding insecurities behind A temporary mask of excitement Could-have-been tragedies Become appreciative victories We are mere trembling bodies Amongst a crowd of confidence Relief pours over us, flowing fast Reducing our uncertainties Reusing forgotten identities Recycling mistreated potential Relaxing, finally in tact...
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Dec 6, 2015
Dec 6, 2015 at 12:18 PM UTC
What Could Have Been
I notice the symmetry in your face You look in every direction but mine We rush and crash through the night Across traintracks, through tunnels I admire the strong structures Glowing beneath these festive lights You are hiding insecurities behind A temporary mask of excitement Could-have-been tragedies Become appreciative victories We are mere trembling bodies Amongst a crowd of confidence Relief pours over us, flowing fast Reducing our uncertainties Reusing forgotten identities Recycling mistreated potential Relaxing, finally in tact...
03/12/15
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Dec 6, 2015
Dec 6, 2015 at 12:18 PM UTC
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