He was never perfect BUT constancy BETTER

Better is the word

Used in the mixture

Of a confused mind

On the road to perfection

But what is the reasoning

Behind my dissatisfaction

Of a man not made

For perfection

And had demons like

World rest

That my child like existence

Refuses the growth

Of solid food meaning

To forgive and forget

For a man that

Constancy was his better

For my abandonment perfection

That he never left

And tried to get my

Better and not seek

My perfection of brokenness

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