I saw perfection in the evening

Then all my hopes became my fears

 

She smiled at me . . . but I ignored it.

Because a smile only ever ends

in tears

 

And so I watched her

As she faded

With eyes that echoed in regret.

 

Now she’s the grace I can’t remember

Hers is the face I can’t forget.

Perfection

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