Apr 2013
There is no pretty way to hide these scars,
No makeup or dimly lit bars,
Could hide this sort of endless reality,
My ultimate and solitary frailty,
This inability to truly love.
No makeup or dimly lit bars,
Could hide this sort of endless reality,
My ultimate and solitary frailty,
This inability to truly love.
(San Diego)
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