Perfect

by April   Jul 12, 2006


How can he call me perfect I aint perfect I make mistakes all the time I\'m a mager screw up He yelled at me for my mistakes but yet I\'m still perfect I seem to screw up all the time but yet im still perfect in his eyes i\'ve told him I\'m not perfect im so imperfect it aint even funny

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