i miss you
    although your beautiful face is a little ugly
    when i see it
    the way beautiful things sometimes are
    the way beautiful things sometimes hurt
    you still have good lines
    although i hate what i loved
    and hate that i love
    and write to save myself
    because no one understands

"Grasses," David Brims

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