Okay, this one is kind of weird. It came to me sort of as a (very bad) song, not like my usual poetry. I wouldn't even post it, except I'm trying to post everyday and I'm too lazy to search through my giant shoe box of papers to find an actual poem, and this is close at hand. So, yeah... sorry if it's not any good. I really can't tell.
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She's that awkward kind of perfect
Slips right through your mind
And you can never quite remember
what she felt like in your arms.
But you'll hold her in the moonlight
and you'll kiss her in the sand
She's that awkward kind of perfect
that keeps you tethered to the land.
