We are not perfect by any stretch
We make mistakes
We burn bridges we shouldn’t have crossed
For which we had to pay a price
Four times what it cost.
Mistakes breaks us to where
We crack in places
The other would fill
We become hollow
Where we took up spaces
In each other’s frame
Then we would have never known
Since I have grown
I have always learnt that
Living that perfect life is
Unheard of and farfetched
Life is full of mistakes
©gihozo
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