Poems of thought and love

Impurity

perfection is a word that can't be broken,

If you think you right right, your wrong.

There is no perfection in any song.

Perfection is a disease in my red eyes,

Perfection is a shrine built on lies,

I'm yours my, love is "perfect"

But here it goes again, perfection flies,

Because I'm not pure.

I don't really like this poem but my sister liked it