A Homestead of Water Lilies
And they said that everything about you was perfection and that made me believe that you were the perfect guy for me. You took me places and held my hand, then I fell for you and you became my best friend. As things got serious you fell into this sickening state then you finally decided to throw it,us, all away. One desperate phone call but it was too late I got there to watch them take you away. I went to the funeral and I didn't cry while I watched everyone say their goodbyes. Someone said you were perfect I forgot who, but there's no such thing as pefect and now there's no such thing as you.
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