Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Friday, October 23, 2015

10.23

I'm a failure, now. Truth makes you angry, and lies won't win your heart. I'm a failure, now. Whatever brought us together, it's fear that drove apart. I'm a failure, now. If having you was poetry, then losing you is art. I'm a failure, now. Not a liar, not an artist, not afraid, and all alone. I'm a failure, now.

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