random nothing's

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patience is a virtue I lack
practice makes perfect but who says I wanna be
people need to be nicer to each other
perfection is only found in our Maker
pieces of what my heart used to be
pulled in all different directions
praying constantly for love
planets align, stars shine bright
painting the sky with mystery
parting hands feel like tearing
passion filled hearts feel infinite
pain filled pleasure is like a drug
passive aggression kills slowly
please tell me you understand