Another pretty old thing!


I love you perfect

I got lost in the process of perfection,
Got lost in the process of translation.
My understanding was never satisfactory,
Leading to a total misuse of lovely words,
My days were a constant search for comprehension,
My nights doorways into the world of fantasies,
The universe,
A persistent distraction,
A shameless room for misinterpretation.

I got lost in the process of perfection,
Got lost in the process of translation.



Poetry by Advice
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Written on 2018-10-23 at 00:22

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