Cracks in the pavement
show us
that even the strongest concrete
has faults.
we are imperfect
no matter how sculpted
we are made to be.
Our foundation is worn
like our hearts,
imperfections
may not always show
but they are there
lying underneath the pavement.
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A Dreamers Outlook On Dreams
PoetryHard to distingush reality from fake. Pushed to descions we wouldn't normally make.....
