I cannot bear the though of this much longer
The sweetness turns me bitter,
the perfection drives me mad
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Perfection
I cannot bear the though of this much longer
The sweetness turns me bitter,
the perfection drives me mad
To know that I am enough
will never be enough
I refuse to live my life,
choking on my thoughts
as they try to break free
as they run down my flustered cheeks