Hold back the anger
Remembering where hurts were done
By people who just didn’t care.
Not the one they tried to make me
Not the one who really cares
Whether their world is perfect
Cause in my heart, mine is
And nothing, no part of theirs.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Everything is precise
All is exact
In a world perfect
But not the one I live in or want to
To be precise, to be exact.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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