Perfect?

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It's late..

cold..

quiet..

bitter..

 

And it's perfect

 

There's nobody around..

judging..

mocking..

laughing..

 

And it's perfect

 

I'm calm..

collected..

peaceful..

alone..

 

And it's perfect

 

But I am still thinking..

worrying..

feeling..

hurting..

 

And that..

That is not perfect

  • Author: That Weird One. (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 27th, 2017 16:36
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 22
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