Nothing In Life Is Perfect
At last found a soul sent from above
Finally working at a job that I love
For a short time the ride has been great
Alas nothing in life goes at perfect rate
By my own hand demonized by offspring
Heart slowly decaying and unwilling to operate
Terrorizing body and soul with an ugly sting
Under the knife - heart, body and soul
To mend what’s broken is the goal
If I should not make it through let it be known
I was happy for a moment or two
Nothing in life is perfect it’s only on loan
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