Flawlessly Flawed

Stared in the Mirror.

 

Brown hair.

Brown eyes.

Small lips.

 

Stepped closer.

 

Brown hair that tumbles.

Brown eyes that are flecked with gold and green and gray.

Small lips that smile at the corners.

 

Saw even more.

 

Fine hair that shines softly like silk,

World eyes that light up with a word,

Smiling lips that play hide-and-seek with a dimple.

 

Looked around.

Realized:

Flawlessly flawed.

 

 

 

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