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It's hard to look someone in the face

when last night

they didn't have a face

and on that winters walk

about five years ago

(or not)

(it just feels like that)

you noticed

that the face

didn't quite seem to match

the one you kissed

the one you fell asleep to

the one you made love to

it just looks like

someone you fucked

went home

and drank to combat nerves.