Perfection or death
That's all there is
hat's all you know
If you aren't perfect
a piece of you dies inside
That's why you must always be on your toes
Ready to leap across the stage
Anything, as long as your flawless
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A/N: I know this one is really bad. I wrote it while I was bored in partial hospitalization one day. I never went back and revised it. Whoops. It has to do with competitive dance and how everyone there was a perfectionist and acted like they would die if they didn't win a platinum
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Amateur poetry from an amateur poet
PuisiNothing more than my word vomit poetry. I'm not that great a poet (as shown by my previous abandoned poetry book) but I just have these poems sitting and collecting dust, so yeah, might as well. Most if not all poems carry a trigger warning (discuss...
