#OhLittleSpitfire
Perfection,
We all strive towards.
Human nature,
Brings about a heft clause.
Made to be unique,
Yet strive to be the same.
One goal,
A singular aim.
Don't you see little Spitfire,
You've been tamed.
Pulled apart and reassembled,
All in popularity's name.
You would do good to remember this,
Oh beautiful child.
The definition of perfection,
Will always change.
But if in your heart,
You stay the same.
Perfection will become you,
Society will forever remember the name.
Of the little Spitfire,
Who could'nt be tamed.
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Beautiful souls,your support means so much❤
Please 🌟
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