Perfectly Imperfect!!!A Poem by PP
He is destiny's wild child
Roaring thunder He is the nature's spite. He is odd He is weird He is different He is un-cured I don't care I don't mind To me, every odd is a style. He is perfect with imperfections, Each day with him is a new situation. I lose Because I feel things don't change around me, Don't change to how I want them to be; He makes everything look like 'it's going to be a challenge' But O my, how boring life would have been If I were with a normal being? He makes my happy. He makes my cry. In one or the other way He feeds inspiration to my poetic hay He is more than four seasons I experience in a day But none of them last too long So I don't get a chance to sing the autumn song. But O my, how boring life would have been If I were with a normal being?
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2 Reviews Added on November 19, 2012 Last Updated on February 27, 2014 AuthorPPLeeds, United KingdomAboutRead between the lines, Cos I don't talk straight. I might intrigue you/ confuse you/ cross you I might love you/ appreciate you/ addict you Depends on my mood of the day! more..Writing
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