When I look in the mirror, the mistakes
are all I see.
You just see me human, but I take that
personally.
I don't want to be one of those. I've
seen what they do.
I see me as the avatar of what
everyone's thrown on you.
The stink of a garbage memory's my
statute of limitation.
We can be friends again, once I've
forgotten what I've done.
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