3:48 am

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It's almost 3:48 on a Thursday morning
and I still haven't slept thinking of every way
today could have played out.
I'd give anything for you to come home to me.
So I could keep you in my embrace and know
you are safe from the world...
Safe from the two faced demons that
smile in your face... Safe from yourself.
I couldn't fathom to see you any less than you are... the perfect masterpiece.

Perfect in my eyes anyway... what's perfection
without any flaw.
Our heartbeats synchronize
because we sing the same song
in different keys.
I couldn't imagine to loosing you.
Together as one
hand in hand
you are mine and I am yours
forever and always...

My perfect imperfection.

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