My imperfection is my strength, and having acknowledged my weakness I will rise. I will rise above the mess that others have widened their eyes at, believe that, I sat in my own beautiful debris and welcomed the stench of opportunities that pulled the corners of my mouth apart and released the barrier between my…
Once Again
The windows I've grown used to have become my judge. Man made vision to the imperfection I think I see.... Not... entirely me. It's never my intention to feed misconception, But my interception is faulty, Mistaking you for wd40. Hm. That's no joke, because what I think I've found solutions for, Is the same thing…
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