The Dark Side of Perfection

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Her perfection is my killer
The envy is my sin
Their thoughts will be the death of me
Will my suffering never end

Her perfection is the crack
In my armor made of glass
Shattering all around me
Jagged reminders of my past

Her perfection is my weakness
Falling for temptation
My strength will never last
I have sinned away salvation

Her perfection is the flame
Burning at my skin
Not bright enough to light my soul
For its lost in the darkness within

Her perfection is my blade
Hidden out of sight
Cutting broken skin
To forget her perfection's might

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