Words desperately flee me Expressions fail to define, to define my flaws. Untold tales told only by my scars and thaws Who can save me? Who can set free? Dancing endlessly,to drums of my flaws tuned, Clasped behind the cloak of imperfection. Savoring my days and nights in disaffection, Engulfed, in my bruises always attuned. Alas! I am but careless and reckless. Imperfect, vulnerable and unwanted. Hard hours haunted, in nightmares hunted. Bold bruise, Sweet scared, fiercely fearless and flawed flawless
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