Tale of the flawed spirit 1(A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

Sometimes; I wish I were perfect. Making only the best decisions, I would have everyone’s respect. In some moments; I wish I were infallible, Completely ideal, Lacking a single flaw. But other times; My errors paint onto me- Like painted imagery on a canvas, They give me identity. Sometimes; I accept my flawed self- ButContinue reading “Tale of the flawed spirit 1(A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”

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