I want a perfect body I want a perfect soul I want a perfect lover One that will never grow old
I'm so tired of searching I'm so tired of being alone I'm so tired of crying Waiting for a voice on the phone
So many quiet nights have passed So many days have gone by So many misguided failures I'm still here and wonder why
What the hell are we doing here Theres nothing new in my life Do you think you're worth a try Are you so special so really special
I think you're fake Cloaked to look like a snake I'm not ready for another heartbreak Close my eyes to another mistake
I don't want you at all Don't trip then fall I don't want to take another chance To be put into you're false trance
I want a perfect mate One that has all my same traits I want to be my ideal weight Even if it means not feeling great
I want a perfect date One who wont arrive at my house late One who wont try and change me But will change my fate I'm so special so very special
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Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
you will never find that perfect mate,they don't exsist...so i wrote this poem for people who think,they do exsist,some get self absorbed into themselves,for those...read this.
NeverEndingStoryChesterfield, Derbyshire, England UKFeb 21, 2010
I know what you mean. A lot out there are seeking perfection but not all. It's just coming across the right one. Nice poem
dreamwolf5264OPfrancestown, New Hampshire USAFeb 22, 2010
hi! n.e.s....i'm not sure why i write the poems that i do,but i confess...there are times when i'm happy on the outside,but are dying on the inside.....if you've ever felt this way,this is why i write the things i do.
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