There is no perfection in the world
The day after tomorrow will
And more and more
Sometimes allure
For long enough
Innocent still…
I need you feeling…
So you are
Being smart
And…smile
On heart
Concealing
The core of doom…
Delusions do
Tart up
A silly
Grimace of Dreams…
But through
Dart’s dealing
With
Knitting back
The stellar ceiling…
Maybe
Too far…
Too late…
It seems…
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