Who me?

Sat, 11/22/2014 - 14:39 -- I_Am


Flawless he says but it's more like goddess his daze. He looks upon my gleaming brown tan-gible intelligence in more than a million ways.
I strut across his mind as though no one not even the most beautiful of angels could touch me. Flawless I think not just beautifully contructed to uphold an flawless like image that depicts perfection and togetherness within my mind. But mind you I'm just as perfect as the person reading this.
Together I'm not, perfectly imperfect I am



lol  i think you won the flawless competition amazing writing 


Thank you so much

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