Imperfect

Imperfect

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Romance
They said it was perfect. No flaws. No room for failure. That's what I was born into: perfection. Our lives programmed for the success of our community, that's what I was told anyways. Until the day I realized that we were only pawn in their game of chess. Brain-washed, mindless, and controlled. That's why I did what I did. That's why I'm, imperfect.
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I was what they called a perfectionist. I had everything planned out and wanted a simple straightforward life. Things at home were hectic, disturbed, painful and heart-breaking. I decided that I wanted to stay away from all people that could possibly hurt me. For example, friends, extended family, judgemental neighbours and worst of all, the one I dreaded the most... love. But of course, as any normal story goes, I was unable to steer clear of love. I was unable to steer clear from him. I let myself drown in merciless water, drown so deep, the surface was out of the question. I let myself escape and wonder in his inequitable love, so blinded, so foolish. I thought I could no longer drown. But that day. That one day. That day ensured my belief. That I would forever drown alone.

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