When I see her I know
That I cannot be perfect
She is my flaw
My fatal weakness
She possesses me
I am in her control
With one blink of her eye
I lose myself to her
Is it within me to overcome?
Do I succumb too easily?
I have heard stories of strong men
Weakened by the power of love
What have I to lose?
If perfection demands that I cease to love
Then forever flawed I wish to be
Forever Flawed
Frank Solanki 
Nothing is gained if one does not try.
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Absolutely
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and these poems are sugar coated weapons, just like yourself.
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You’re just an abuser. I wish to go away from my life. Go away.
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You’re just an abuser. I wish you to go away from my life.
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Is it weakness or is it strength?
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I guess we will never know
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How beautiful your words…
Isn’t it written that there is beauty in flaws? If to love is a flaw then it must be the most beautifully exquisite flaw there is…
I love this❤️
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Thank you so much for your kind words
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Beautiful
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