perfect sh-t.

You ain’t shit, but I swear you’re perfect

You make me cry

You kill my vibe

And sometimes I wonder why I even try

You bring out the worst in me

And I swear you’re a master at hurting me,

But damn, you’re perfect.

You make me smile

You inspire me,

And I love the way you love me

How you desire me

You’re perfect, but you really ain’t shit.

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