PerfectA Poem by nk36n37e"And did you get what you wanted from this life, even so? I did. And what did you want? To call myself beloved, to feel myself beloved on the earth.” -Raymond Carver, Late FragmentI’m not hopeful My heart has died in this furnace If I’m so brave, Why does looking you in the eye Take every ounce of my courage? I’ll be nothing but jaded I’ll never be perfect My eyes have cracked my reflection Yet you hold me me Even when I so far from deserved it
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