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No, you’re not perfect, sorry to say
You have your flaws and problems just like me
You don’t go pray at Church every sunday
And you only believe in what you see
No, you’re not always a comedy God
Honestly, in fact, your jokes can fall flat
You can act strange and a little bit odd
But there is really nothing wrong with that
You don’t always show when you say you will
And you never call me much on the phone
You never hold me anymore, though still
You won’t ever let me be on my own
You are different, to me you mean it all
You may not ring, but you don’t miss a cal
Honesty - Sonnet
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