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
♠ ♠ ♠
Was trying for a sonnet but then this.