I am not the finished poem you would have me be. I talk too much and not at all. You would not recog

I am not the finished poem you would have me be. I talk too much and not at all. You would not recognize me if you passed me on the street. I am distorted, detached and disorganized and after years of trying to change, I’ve found that it suits me fine.Model: AnastasiaNovember 2015 -- source link

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