dark circles beneath my eyes underline
the toll it takes to cry.
on a summer's day, awake
or any day
seems absurd to get involved and then
suffer the wrath of disappointment
or the fury of conquest.
i'll give up my masculinity.
the world wins. it doesn't matter to me now.
i'll take my ego off its respirator.
i have decided to live a true life
or no life
simply because i dont think i can
possibly do otherwise.
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