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Anxiously digesting patience
But my heart is made of worry and it dreams of knowing everything
relationships require matinence
but tell me what the fuck is perfection?
it doesn't exist.women and men they persist
the world encourages us to not resist
this poem is made with bordom
So are my worries fears piontlessly crazy tears
But he loves me anyway
| Perfection is something one can only discuss realistically in terms of incorporeity's ideologies and not really quite applicable to the corporeally preternatural state we live in.|
PS: However a good solid case of perfection orientation can definitely keep one on their toes. Ah yes, the spontaneities of cogent fecundity.
|| Posted on 2014-09-03 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ] |