My Perfect Hell
I'm no angel!
I know that
But why say I can't be perfect?
I know I've made some mistakes in my life
Everyone has
Isn't that what human is?
Sometimes I wish I could take back the things I did
So I can be perfect
But I can't
But why does that mean I'm imperfect?
What is perfection but imperfection?
In that case there is no needs fr perfectin or imperfection
we would all be obsolite.
Ain't that a *****?
Copyright © Ed Owens | Year Posted 2008
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