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I see only the fragments of shattered glass I see no beauty, no grace You can force this belief upon me I will presently agree But my eyes are blindfolded to the truth you see But I do not see it Only the repulsiveness of the Unsightly Parts Of this creature, this beastly creature that is me I will never see the roses I will only see the thorns I cannot be unsettled of this curse Shaken of this force this reflection This illustration that is me
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Feb 3, 2013
Feb 3, 2013 at 3:50 PM UTC
Unsightly Creature That Is Me
I see only the fragments of shattered glass I see no beauty, no grace You can force this belief upon me I will presently agree But my eyes are blindfolded to the truth you see But I do not see it Only the repulsiveness of the Unsightly Parts Of this creature, this beastly creature that is me I will never see the roses I will only see the thorns I cannot be unsettled of this curse Shaken of this force this reflection This illustration that is me
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Feb 3, 2013
Feb 3, 2013 at 3:50 PM UTC
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