Pretenses

(thing) by stand/alone/bitch (6.8 y) Fri Sep 22 2000 at 15:06:27

Pretenses:

Our eyes hold their own:
defeat sealed beneath many sure smiles.
But some can glimpse weakness;
soft and sweet
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