And the night faded
Marlboro katniss kissed the pious ash
Songs drifted the twilight Lamborghini
Enlightening mangrove morsels
Creeping paramagnetic macaroons
Quitting it's reverie marble sands
Throwing life's eventful marrow at the inertia
And she only sang the monsoon
That's the most she could do
The maxima she could glance.
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NOT FLAWLESS ENOUGH
PoetryNone of us are actually flawless, How much ever we try to make ourselves believe we are perfect, we are amazing.. we'll still be carrying the scars of our own lives and the glories of someone else's But we still try to be flawless, hiding all the m...
