One day when life clears, you will have what you deserve.
You will have the big house, the perfect family, and the perfect life,
But reaching for perfection is nearly impossible.
The idea of perfection in your life is an establishment,
An establishment to justify what is wanted,
And all I seem to want is you.
I want you to be in my big house.
I want you to help start my perfect family.
But even without the house and the family,
My perfect life revolves around you.
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Author:
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Comments2
Good write. If ever one reaches perfection for what is there to strive.
Well written and expressed Great write
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