Immune to selfish brutality she sings
And his hands shiver the hybrid hurricane.
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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...
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Immune to selfish brutality she sings
And his hands shiver the hybrid hurricane.
