Then 'Why' Do You Do This?
Do you think,
If I thought I was perfect...
I'd be walking around like a damn peacock?
Flaunting my beauty.
And capturing such magnificence,
Upon myself?
Of course not!
If I was perfect...
I would have better things to do!
And no need to do this.
Believe me.
'Then 'why' do you do this? '
BECAUSE I AM NOT PERFECT!
Geeessshhh...
Are you paying me any attention at all?
My 'bad'.
What a stupid question?
You have no choice!
I'm radiating such brilliance.
And you...
Don't move any closer.
You're 'almost' in my light!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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