I’m kept up at night by the burning resentment
of failures that ache for repeat and perfection.
My faults might be faulted as gross imperfections
but I’m working hard at them, give me some time.
My flaws may be brazen and ugly, however
they’ve stayed with me longer than you ever did.
You say I keep making the same mistakes over
but I think I’ve yet to get my mistakes right.
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