We were tragically perfect, my dear
Fake smiles and plastic eyes
All of those clichés
One word, one too much, and a
Blink, then the pretty doll breaks
Tragedy was woven in our souls
Perfection curse we never sought
This imperfect world, my dear
It was so much more than we thought
All of those clichés
One word, one too much, and a
Blink, then the pretty doll breaks
Tragedy was woven in our souls
Perfection curse we never sought
This imperfect world, my dear
It was so much more than we thought
♠ ♠ ♠
Was trying for a sonnet but then this.