perfect

perfect

A Poem by drpatients
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perfect people and their personas mayhaps

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You don't give a s**t about the human race,

you only know about making money and taking care of your f*****g face

only Aphrodite could truly be impressed to the point of

your mother being in distress.

that crème is a thousand, but your soul is free.

that sales person needs you, and you need we.

none of the above can make you change your habits,

and when you're home we will simply f**k like the rabbits instead of

actually trying to be real.

give us something with appeal.

no more morbid thoughts, I have to continue this life.

change it somehow.

nothing is considered real otherwise.

little dogs are only extra baggage, not real emotional aspects in life.

when they call your name on stage, don't go, it will make life better in the sense of absence.

missing you all in all.

© 2014 drpatients


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Added on September 25, 2014
Last Updated on September 25, 2014
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