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how come perfection could be the smile of apology you made when you were always late
how come perfection could be
could be
would be
cant be
was?
was.
wasnt.
was it?
ricocheting back
and forth
velocity isnt lost each time
the bounce has changed
direction
there arent enough sides inside
my skull to play any proper games
how come perfection is this perfect good bye
splitting my sides
undoing
undone
making me up from memory
how come perfection is not me you
you me
how come perfection isnt coming
going
how come perfection is this goodbye
how come perfection is all of these perfect lies
how come
how come
how come its all so perfect.
how come perfection could be
could be
would be
cant be
was?
was.
wasnt.
was it?
ricocheting back
and forth
velocity isnt lost each time
the bounce has changed
direction
there arent enough sides inside
my skull to play any proper games
how come perfection is this perfect good bye
splitting my sides
undoing
undone
making me up from memory
how come perfection is not me you
you me
how come perfection isnt coming
going
how come perfection is this goodbye
how come perfection is all of these perfect lies
how come
how come
how come its all so perfect.
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perfect.
"ill live through you and make you what i never was if youre the best then maybe so am i compared to him compared to her im doing this for your own damned good youll make up for what i blew whats the problem why are you crying?"
random lyrics always bunch up in my head.
what is this, what is perfection?
a perfect head hold. a perfect encasement.
a box to place my weary head,
a box is all thats left,
a box is where my heart is
what my heart is
an empty box, left on a forgotten shelf.
drip all of my words someplace else.
"ill live through you and make you what i never was if youre the best then maybe so am i compared to him compared to her im doing this for your own damned good youll make up for what i blew whats the problem why are you crying?"
random lyrics always bunch up in my head.
what is this, what is perfection?
a perfect head hold. a perfect encasement.
a box to place my weary head,
a box is all thats left,
a box is where my heart is
what my heart is
an empty box, left on a forgotten shelf.
drip all of my words someplace else.
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I love that song.