Imperfect ArseholeA Poem by OnlymeImperfect that I am. Broken and used as well as worn out. Yet still am me. I hate myself. When I get angry or mad. I just show how flawed and human I am. Far from being perfect. I actually don't want to be that ever. Perfect. No chance of that happening to me.lol I just wish. I was nicer, kinder and held no ill feeling towards others every. As that is my pet hate. As bitterness and hatred. Breeds contentment. And nastiness. And I wish never to be that way. I have been at the hands of nastiness, bitterness and hatred. Most of my lifetime. And it wicked and vile. As well a destructive and mean. Sorry for being an arsehole.
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