the perfect her
the empty river that flows within
will never ever seem to end
constantly moving with nothing there
it's like trying to breathe without any air
wishing to fix all that is wrong
trying to find a place to belong
who is the question
what is the answer
why is the reason
to find the perfect her
© 2001 dennis foreman
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