This poem was written for those whom those nothing ever goes right.
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PERFECT?
Thats all it is,
A word that means denail,
For people who live away from reality,
I was never born perfect,
As neither were you,
I've never lived a perfect life,
As neither have you,
And I most certainly will not die perfect,
As neither will you,
Why such a word holds so much power,
Yet has no meaning at all,
It's like fairytales, it belongs in the world of fantasy,
Nothing that exists is perfect,
there is always something wrong,
Wether it be the colour or shape,
It is never perfect,
Do not live life perfecting what cannot be perfected,
You are you,
As I am I,
Nothing is perfect,
As nothing is real,
Just role the die,
Because soon "game over"
And when you look back,
You'll wonder if life,
Is as perfect as I..........
