Trouble you are perfect
In all your imperfection
I see myself
In your reflection
As you walk fear street
Keep Sturdy feet
Or be
Dancing on and up
Through pain and judgement
Sweet one
Forget all you’ve been told
The waggling Tongue
The eminent cold
You are the passion
That breaks the mouldX patrick wolf 2011
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