ce qui ne nous tue pas
" Love alters when alteration it finds "
The beauty of my youth has been eclipsed by the stormy facts of my present masculinity.
Exhibit A displays the hardness of my stare.
Box B has in its possession my dubious obsessions.
They are :
My reflection.
The cell phone silent and ominous.
Chemistry.
Lust.
The past.
Have I evolved?
Changed certainly.
Have I adapted?
No, compromised.
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If my shadow has grown in stature it is because what lays hidden has birthed guilt.
The beauty of my youth has been eclipsed by the stormy facts of my present masculinity.
Exhibit A displays the hardness of my stare.
Box B has in its possession my dubious obsessions.
They are :
My reflection.
The cell phone silent and ominous.
Chemistry.
Lust.
The past.
Have I evolved?
Changed certainly.
Have I adapted?
No, compromised.
-
If my shadow has grown in stature it is because what lays hidden has birthed guilt.