Mr.Perfect
Who which we all call
I see it in his eyes that he is dieing in side
So why call him Mr.Perfect
When he is perfectly broken
Chipped at every corner and wripped at every edge
He has hide behind the mask
That he slips on
Oh Mr.Perfect as there other is Ms.Perfect hopefully for you
Who which we all call
I see it on her eyes that she is dieding in side
So why call her Ms.Perfect
When she is perfectly broken
Chipped at ever corner and wripped at every edge
She has hide behind the mask
That she slips on
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Words From The Heart
PoetryLetters to my self Just word on a page poems from the heart Words from my mind What to feel is the word in side
