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Glasses. A Poem
Glasses. A Poem To see where I am coming from One must wear Glasses stained With mud. A slight exaggeration But near enough. I once wore rose colored ones Ah the sights I saw But then reality Was revealed When they were Taken off. Now I have adorned Glasses once again That act like safety Or protection. The mud that has splattered Won't get through To my sensitive eyes. Thank goodness. But the view Is still obstructed My attitude is What has changed. I no longer think The best But rather the opposite. Independently Romantic Sounds Better Than Lonely |
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Pardon my dark vibe... Independently Romantic Sounds Better Than Lonely
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... safety and protection are good... I have the same set, that I constantly forget to wear... ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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I'm a glass wearer myself. It's not a shattering blow. I'm not stuck on the shelf. I can see to come and go.
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... safety and protection are good... I have the same set, that I constantly forget to wear... Independently Romantic Sounds Better Than Lonely
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I'm a glass wearer myself. It's not a shattering blow. I'm not stuck on the shelf. I can see to come and go. Independently Romantic Sounds Better Than Lonely
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