Fourth song of despair – by Juan M.S.

We’re ugly, but we build love

which is the only lasting thing,

after we unveil life’s truth

and are left with our selves,

looking each other in the eye

and not seeing instinct anymore

but humanity built from choice,

from the beauty we placed on things,

and we’re at last free to love.


I'm a writer born in Argentina, but currently living in Poland. I work as an English and French teacher, translator and copywriter.

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