Your Face
Your face
Littered with technical imperfections
Evidence of acidic tears, An eroded history of heartbreak.
Craters where insecurity and doubt comfortably fester
Your face
Abundant with strokes of rich memories
Irreversible footprints Of love’s lost war.
Penetrated straight through the brittle armor of a pure heart
Your face,
A paradigm combination of past, present and future
Perfect.
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