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Imperfect
i dont wanna be the one
to have to struggle to survuive
dead end jobs infinite
cause thats not life
ill grip on to the reality
that i fantisize to see
cause all the happiness
only exist in slowly faded memories
the times forgotten
of all the joys that end
covered blankets of pain
and now all i can do is pretend
life imperfect
nothing is worth it
this misry
i feel so worthless
