Neither me nor you,
We're not perfect in any way.
I'll never find someone perfect for me
Nor will you anytime soon.
But at least we can be perfect,
Together for each other.
Like chaotic perfection,
The light and the dark.
And when the angels above us,
Sing their melody of sins.
We'll be reminded of our flaws,
And how yet, we're perfectly perfect, together for each other.
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Bloom
PoetryBLOOM, A collection of random poems and thoughts. Bloom, Among the wilted Inspite of your feelings Don't let it down Just bow down Bloom, Wherever you are planted Even when the snow's falling Brace yourself Be strong Bloom, Pushing yourself...
