Nowhere Next To Perfect
Out of the windowShe looked at the sky
Stars where twinkling
The moon was shining
Everybody loved it.
Everything together
It looked perfect.
Except her...
She's weak,
She never twinkles
She never shines
She has no one to support her
To love her
To be as perfect as the sky
She mumbles
She cries
She's nothing
She's alone
And fallible
Poetry by lost
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Written on 2007-07-19 at 11:44
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