Your perfect life

Your perfect life finds you
It steps on your face
And grounds your teeth into the ground
Nothing you are doing now
Will ever be the way it should
It is you perfect life
And it is not scared of you
Can not say the same
Foolish self
Foolish troubles
Foolish pain
It all goes away
With all the perfect lives
And simmers into a soft soup
For the pleasure
Of the majestic
Sucker
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6.22.09