Imperfect

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Tender hands to graze
Your soft warming eyes
Sweet innocent smile
Your charming feeling
You were too perfect
I was just not good enough
I was uneven
I was folded up
Belligerent and impeccable
Never would I be like you
Never would I be with you
I wish you weren't here
So I could be released
You made me feel
Like I was a nobody to you
Like I was imperfect

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