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I'm not perfect, you jackass

by @teliathomas

You hate the fact that I sleep too much But you also hate the fact that I don't sleep enough What exactly do you want from me: I  don't know But I can give you the brightest glow just in my smile And that sparkle in my eye that drives you wild My depression doesn't define me because I am a beauty, your queen But if you can't handle the darkness of me as well Then obviously you aren't fit to be my king
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Nov 16, 2014
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