A poem of the perfections of imperfections.
Not a single day goes by without me thinking of you
It was when I woke up one morning and I just knew
Your eyes like perfect crystals
And your hair like the waves of the sea
You are the reason for all my goals please don’t flee
Something one would say if he had fear
But I have nothing to fear, as you aren’t real
You’re my imagination and the only goals you set is for me to find you
But I need not worry, the day will come, but this is a great ado
Till that day ill be looking and when I feel my heart has dropped
I will know that I have found you
And with that being said I will stay true
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