You want perfection?
Well fuck that!
Ill take these keys
drive this beat up truck
away from your expectations
You want to drag me down to your level?
Well screw that!
Ill take these dreams
and carry them with me
stop it with the fake affection
you want what you want
a perfect little girl
I'm a little shit,
and guess what.
I'm proud of it.
Perfection
to me its being who you are
Perfection
to you its a fake image
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Author:
Winter light (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 19th, 2017 14:58
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Comments3
Great write. I see realness my poetic friend. Again good job.
Thanks! I wrote this in the heat of anger! It brings tears to my eyes because is like my heart in black and white.
Very good SL..
I really like it..
Well done..
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