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Imperfect
1 ReviewsPerfect becomes imperfect, but in the end it's all okay
Once upon a time I was
the perfect girlfriend,
matched up with the
perfect
boyfriend. But he ended up being
not so perfect, and he
broke me. I
shattered
into a million pieces,
left along the roadside for some
unlucky
person to find and put back together.
I was like an angel, but with
clipped
wings, unable to fly again as I had before.
Others came and dragged me from the
ditch
where he had left me to
die.
I was suddenly
imperfect,
floating through a world of other
imperfect
souls, lost and alone.
Then you came and, not
knowing
that I was so broken,
reached out and
pulled
me from the masses.
Still, I am
imperfect
but suddenly it doesn’t seem so
bad
because you showed me
that you are
imperfect
too, and we are a pair of
imperfect
people clinging to each other,
and together we have
hope.
the perfect girlfriend,
matched up with the
perfect
boyfriend. But he ended up being
not so perfect, and he
broke me. I
shattered
into a million pieces,
left along the roadside for some
unlucky
person to find and put back together.
I was like an angel, but with
clipped
wings, unable to fly again as I had before.
Others came and dragged me from the
ditch
where he had left me to
die.
I was suddenly
imperfect,
floating through a world of other
imperfect
souls, lost and alone.
Then you came and, not
knowing
that I was so broken,
reached out and
pulled
me from the masses.
Still, I am
imperfect
but suddenly it doesn’t seem so
bad
because you showed me
that you are
imperfect
too, and we are a pair of
imperfect
people clinging to each other,
and together we have
hope.
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