Imperfection
Is just perfection in another form
Eccentricity just another way
Of expressing the norm
You believe
That I am not the same as you
Tell me all those lies
And make them all come true
Beauty to one
In the eye of the beholder
The weather not warm enough for some
While others want it colder
As the day begins
It's ending at the same time
Imperfection is beautiful
A verse that doesn't rhyme.
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Author:
Paul Gerard Reed (
Online) - Published: February 19th, 2025 08:40
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