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*pic courtesy - painting taken from pinterest. I am telling you I am not perfect My bed is messed up all day long I have been said I am nothing but wrong My voice cracks open a tragic song My closet has clothes that don't fit me There are times when even my dog doesn't sit with me I am telling you Life is not supposed to be.. What you want to see.. I have been thrown out, shouted at, made fun of,  everytime I want to change and be free.. I have been called arrogant, stupid, mad, with ideas that shatter... I discovered things that no one in the room thought but only if it could matter.. I am telling you That people aren't perfect and nor they will ever be... If you wait for them to align You will be the one being struck out of line Don't think every criticism is fine Some are horrific with absurd design So what if I am not perfect I can tell that imperfection is abstract Breaking the rules is not nodding to solicitations I have tried, failed, then tried back ...
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Dawn

As he lit the match..
She stood right next to him..
Watching him smoke.
All that fire giving up..
While she began to choke.
The look wasn’t to quit..
Lifted her up finding somewhere to sit.
Fainted while her fingers trembled..
Gripping him tighter as he stumbled.
The only way she would live..
Was something beyond him to give.
Laying her on the bed..
Sat thinking through the misread.
Signs that granted..
Signs that wanted..
Talking barely..
Listening rarely..
All she ever did speak..
Made him weak.
Rushing outside..
Fumbled into his pocket..
Lit the match..
As his eyes met a close watch..
The smoke had gone..
In the blink of an eye..
A drop became heavy right at the brink..
He could see the dawn sink.
As it was nothing but her..
He couldn’t stop to think.
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