By ~*Truelies*~
Date: 2001 Dec 05
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[[2001.12.05.13.13.6742]]

My you, Lost.

Is yours the face that sunk a thousand ships?
I think perhaps not...
Now.
Timeless beauty has not been kind to you,
Or perhaps you not kind to it...
Hmm.
The fading photographs reflect your history of hansomeness,
Pre - energy drugs, health kicks, weight training...
Me.
Did I unpurify that creamy silk of perfection?
That grass green glare?
Perhaps.
Maybe you would have turned out this way,
Even if I'd never left my taste on your lips...
Then.
I'm a fat ugly ho with a mental problem,
Who cuts herself...
Now.
Maybe you were misquoted,
I can only hope...
Yes.
Maliciousness never suited that baby, dopey you.
My you.
Lost.