They tell me how much i am likened to my father
do they mean my appearance?
or the same cowardice that keeps us from eachother
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The Beginning and the Inevitable End
PoetryEverything life is. Messy, unorganized. Never knowing how it happens or where you will end up.
Cowardice
They tell me how much i am likened to my father
do they mean my appearance?
or the same cowardice that keeps us from eachother