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You expect me to be perfect with everything in place So wrapped in your little world of satin, ribbons and lace The only thing you see are faults and point them out each day Seeing not the flaws within yourself you rip more of me away Say what you will, think as you wish but I must make this correction You give no credit for my being perfect my imperfection

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Date: 2/22/2010 10:26:00 AM
you are such a wonderful poet!! I've said tht before but only because it's absolutly true! I am a huge fan of your work!!
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