I try to appreciate me,
For all my inadequacy,
I cannot be perfect,
Nor overly great,
But what I can do,
Is live myself,
For mine,
Even with,
All your degradation,
This pain of actions,
And verbal scorn,
Can just descend away,
Adrift your lips.
Saturday, March 20, 2010
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