Scar

Everytime you come around

I fall in love again

It's a bad habit to get

Yourself into.



It's like you're perfection

and I'm a scar

Two separate entities

It's a wonder you talk to me



Looking at you seems sinful

Being near you and

Hearing your voice

They all seem wrong



I don't know, though

How perfection could

Be the wrong thing

But of course I wouldn't



I'm just a scar

Marring your perfect...

Everything

And I'm sorry.



I love you, perfect

And I can only hope

That you don't hate me

For scarring you

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6 October 2006

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