Born with flaws
From the womb
To the tomb
After a slap of life's claws
Born with flaws
With no time to repair
That which you treat with so much care;
Broken by boogieman's paws
Born with flaws
But still beautiful
For perfection is but an illusion
unblemished teeth in a monster's maws
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Poetry- C o m p l e t e d - Started on the 23. 02. 19 Completed on the 27. 05. 19 DEEP poems And others not so deep. Hope you like them. They get better as you read. #6 quickread || 02. 01. 2019 #262 short || 16. 01. 2019 #2 anythingreally || 23. 02...
