Date 2019/4/9 1:00:05 | Topic: Sonnets

The world is imperfect,
or is everything perfect?
Why are people are
each one in a way?

If all were equal,
what would the abnormal be?
Who cares
with this bullshit?

And the poor poet's rhyming,
and torturing himself...

Looking for an entrance
to continue existing
in your own life.

A.J. Cardiais

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