Laughter — Jasper Kerkau

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She knows my failure: it engulfed her.
It left us both washed out in different places.
The grit of nicotine and broken promises painted a
nauseating patina on each.

Maybe now the glow will restore me,
drive away the ghouls of a lost year.
There is a beauty in laugher;
hers is much better than mine.

Jasper Kerkau

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Author: jasperkerkauwriting

I am trying to write myself out of the darkness.

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