Almost perfect

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Before I met you, I'd cry myself to sleep
I'd hold on to my past, and think of what I lacked
Whisper wars filling my head
Their false accusations left me for dead
But now I hold you close to my heart
I know your not perfect, but you brought me back from my dark
I'll never cry another tear for my past
Because now I know that your all I lacked





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