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odds.

for my grandpa. <3.

my perfect clone

it amazes methere's too many thingstoo many peopletoo many facesI can't remember the last time i felt like this.weightlessuntouchablesafei'm amazedand yeti think of what you'd be nowa perfect clone of memaybe with less issuesor moreit's sad that i'm thinking like this,a..

your eyes

look at my imperfections.is that really all you see?despite my objections,can't you let me be?i'm trappedi'm confused. did i mention: in your eyes, i'm a crime.can't you see me shaken?can't you see me miss my chance,my chance to be everything you wanted,to be perfect.in ..

my ember, my grace

my burning emeber,stronger now.englufed in flames;I cannot allowyou.you're picture perfect. broken bones with your styrafoam cup filled with poison.you're flawless.your voice, it's like an angel.you're so perfect.and i'm so not.and the last act ends.i'm greatful for silence.

A house of cards.

Everything's like a house of cards;Built up.To perfection.[what's real?]Beauty.Until one fragile moment.[how?]A single tremor can lead to distruction.Everything, for what it is.How it is.Nothing more than a thin peice of plastic.A poor excuse for protection.Easily ripped to p..