Perfection is Actually Out There

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February 2012

I see the stars, above, the sky,
i feel the wind, as it takes, my view,
i hear the air, all around you, cornering me,
do you think at all about me? or am i the only one?

i see people, improving, while i'm constantly losing,
everyone seems, to win, much more than me,
while i waste away in my 4 cornered room,
wishing to be anyone but who i am,

i wish you would stay, and lay, with me,
not beside me, but right, up against me,
lay with your head on my shoulder,
let me keep you safe and comfy,

my eyes open, and it was just, a dream,
the way you move, and do, absolutely everything,
makes me know perfection is actually out there,
cause i brought you in from out there.

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