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no face
I looked into the crowd
For the familiar lines
Along your jaw, your cheeks
And eyes,
Your face within the mass
But I have found
In a desolate second of conclusion
Its the absence of which
I truly cannot face.
I am
To say the least
heartbroken and abashed.
The faceless is indeed
The hardest to look at straight.
For the familiar lines
Along your jaw, your cheeks
And eyes,
Your face within the mass
But I have found
In a desolate second of conclusion
Its the absence of which
I truly cannot face.
I am
To say the least
heartbroken and abashed.
The faceless is indeed
The hardest to look at straight.
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