Perfection perfection i never dared to dream of her from the start how i wanted her the first smile had me craving her now i'd give anything to forget her she was more than i'd known how to wish an image i'd never be able to paint an angel that i'd sin to kiss she was a heart of the purest gold broken, still wishing she was every wish i'd ever told in her sadness she was beautiful i gave of myself entirely and in her happiness, she was wonderful but in her heart she betrayed me the full of her hollowness was known with eyes i hoped to love she slayed me fully my fault, for she was honest distracted by hope i saw her worst and wished the best tried to take her higher and offer more my mistake to think i fell for a princess when all she could be was a whore.  - Jason 11:37pm Monday May 22, 2006   <-- Back to the poetry menu.