Her Imperfections

I loved her imperfections. The shades of abstruseness she displayed, the vices she wore on her lips and the disguise she carried in her doe-shaped eyes. For her fallacies allows my disheveled self to fit into her clamor and then I can proudly call her mine

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61 thoughts on “Her Imperfections”

          1. Lol, you’re so cute! I’m not at all offended! I’m enchanted by your mind..l.and where you draw inspiration from. And I’m enthralled by you, period. Does that sound like an offended person? 😊

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