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I struggle to accept the realisation of the different person whom I am.
I know deeply her own desires, cunning plans and ill effects.
But the dwelling within me takes not into account these things, an irreversible dilation of pain.
Questions and tensions knot themselves together in my unending tides of adjust.
I feel my face, red as the burning blush that has subsided there many times before, be renewed.
A passionate blister of heat.
Alas I feel it tear me, shreds of truth and only truth.
Why should his fine vision of perfection dare to include me?
While my own edition indulges me.
Unto him I am Notoriety herself.
A grasping burden, with an unfulfilled wish.
Still I furnish him with the trinket which is only my own,
Leaving the scar, to show where I wore faith so long.
The neat circular band long constricted shiny flesh.
In freedom I feel naked, the shape of eternity crafted already.
It is too immediately to know in definite.
Time will tell me.

Description
I struggle to accept the realisation of the different person whom I am.
I know deeply her own desires, cunning plans and ill effects.
But the dwelling within me takes not into account these things, an irreversible dilation of pain.
Questions and tensions knot themselves together in my unending tides of adjust.
I feel my face, red as the burning blush that has subsided there many times before, be renewed.
A passionate blister of heat.
Alas I feel it tear me, shreds of truth and only truth.
Why should his fine vision of perfection dare to include me?
While my own edition indulges me.
Unto him I am Notoriety herself.
A grasping burden, with an unfulfilled wish.
Still I furnish him with the trinket which is only my own,
Leaving the scar, to show where I wore faith so long.
The neat circular band long constricted shiny flesh.
In freedom I feel naked, the shape of eternity crafted already.
It is too immediately to know in definite.
Time will tell me.