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Perfect is a word that does not exist,
it is only a tale or a myth.
Perfect is described by one thing,
11 years 10 months ago
I sit in the sand on a warm breezy summer day.
Children splash the water and play.
11 years 10 months ago
Funny as hell
Prettier than any
Crazier than most
Loved by many
11 years 10 months ago
In what sense, is someone beautiful?
Who defines the worthy outlines
Of a young girls troubled face
11 years 10 months ago
The days tick by and seconds feel like hours
They sit in class all day to "Grow like flowers"
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The harp sings for me tonight, The witch plays its gentle melody no more for I believe they have felt their pain, Revenge not fully satis
11 years 10 months ago
Hiding our innocence, Ashamed of our pride,
We watch all our saviors, Go out & die,
11 years 10 months ago
Run out to hear that clock,
All it seems to do is tock,
It appears time has lost its ticking,
11 years 10 months ago
My friend(s) you're beautiful,
No matter what you've done,
Take it easy now,
From the hard lesson that you've run,
11 years 10 months ago
People all caught up on diamond rings
Showing up in all those shiny things
11 years 10 months ago