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Perfect life's
and a perfect world
Perfect wife's
and perfect love

Faithful and trustworthy
Beautiful and in love
Passionate or careless
Is this really love?

Perfect home
and the perfect job
perfect neighbourhood
and the perfect dog

A mistress, a lover
no shame, no sorrow
no true, no love
or friendship to borrow

The perfect smile
the perfect eyes
the perfect face
that never cries

The perfect life's
and a perfect world
Perfect wife's
and rotten love...
I was young
and you were old
you were shy
And I was bold

I stared at you
you smiled twice
I made my bet
you rolled the dice

I came to you
you felt my smell
I stole a kiss
You fell under my spell

I was a brat
You had no aim
I was an ace
You had no game

I had fun
You had too
I'm leaving soon
You're feeling blue

And so it ends
what never started
in the game of love
you've been out smarted
I'm lost
I'm alone
my future
is unknown

I'm hurt
I'm in pain
under this
bullet's rain

I try
not to cry
not to fade
not to die

I fight
through the night
until darkness
Becomes light

I hold
onto life
onto the memory
of my wife

I persist
I resist
in hope
to be kissed

I return
I survive
I don´t dream
I revive

I'm awake
I'm alive
with you
I thrive

I'm a soldier
I'm a fighter
with you
I shine brighter
Special thanks to my inspirational Marta.
My heart sings another's song.
Whole selfless faith.
An obstacle in its eyes.

Alabama flowers.
Mountains of metal.
Rumors of a wasp's nest.

Your mouth opens
and your feet trample over
past ones loved.

Your face,
bringing peace to Earth.
And to us far away.

With a wrist to shred
you remind me
there is nothing worth gaining.

So all hail the Queen that's never seen.

A picture for those darkest times.
Tragedy
In the end
when our bodies
are weathered,
flesh decayed,
when we are
mixed with soil
and bugs and
roots of plants
still living,
I pray,
it is your bones
resting
beside mine.
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Tracing the outline of your scars
Is like reading your soul.
The stories they can tell.
Just more parts to your whole.
Never cover them,
Do not be ashamed
Your scars show the truth
Of life filled with love and pain.
They are a part of you,
What makes you truly whole
I'll trace the outline of each scar
To better understand your soul.
For a friend.
You know who you are. :)
 Apr 2015 Alette Peter
PrttyBrd
I love with an intensity that ignites my very soul*

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I wish I could fly

Up to the sky

So that when I cry

My tears and my pain

Will blend with the rain

Then no one will know

I’m dying so slow

I’ll lie on a cloud

And fade away.
Love is when you are missing some of your teeth
but you're not afraid to smile
because you know your friends will still love you
even though part of you is missing

Love is when your hair is falling out
but you don't wear a wig
because you know your friends will still love you
even though part of you is missing

Love is when you lose your arms and legs
but you don't hide away
because you know your friends will still love you
even though part of you is missing

Love is when people accept you for who you are
and you can relax and breathe free
because that's what love is
Inspired by Emma k aged 6

I don't know this person but it was something I read online (first 4 lines) and I thought it was very cute and true and I wanted to share it with you
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