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I washed my face and I looked at my reflection I thought about forgiveness And connection and how you hold on to all my imperfections I washed my face and I looked at my reflection I saw 5 o’clock shadow and the resurrection I thought about a beard and jesus and how he seemed to find direction I saw in my eyes a child Looking for affection I thought about fatherhood and how I lack perfection I washed my face and saw in my reflection A man with a vision Blurred by his depression
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Apr 30, 2019
Apr 30, 2019 at 5:45 PM UTC
Can’t wash it off
I washed my face and I looked at my reflection I thought about forgiveness And connection and how you hold on to all my imperfections I washed my face and I looked at my reflection I saw 5 o’clock shadow and the resurrection I thought about a beard and jesus and how he seemed to find direction I saw in my eyes a child Looking for affection I thought about fatherhood and how I lack perfection I washed my face and saw in my reflection A man with a vision Blurred by his depression
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Apr 30, 2019
Apr 30, 2019 at 5:45 PM UTC
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