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Perfection

Trunks full of different memories, all piled up like a library of thoughts.

If only we could shred and destroy all of our closets with the skeletons in them.

Goodbye to normality, embrace the weirdness of a person. Once that happens you may proceed towards utopia or any other place that exists within the mind of the beholder.

Perfection is only a word, not in your reflection.




Poetry by skye saddington
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Written on 2006-11-13 at 07:14

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