Your Only Imperfection Poem by Justin Henry

Your Only Imperfection



My questions with no answers is my only foe
begging for pleasure in the absense of woe,
bidding farewell to pain and sorrow.

I'm already mourning my life
hello to the old,
goodbye to the new,
Enter Hell
Enter purgatory
Enter the Gates
Forever a bore
Forever heaven
Forever Paradise

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Justin Henry

Justin Henry

somewhere in Nevada
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