There is no perfection in the world

Tomorrow coming and for sure
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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