Imperfectly Perfect
Society's veiw on Flawless
is without blemishes or imperfection;
perfect
filtered
airbrushed.
Without a wrinkle or a crinkle.
The faces I see in magazines
and on T.V. are imperfectly imperfect.
Because their beauty is not true
it is a beauty that is airbrushed
and see through.
I am perfectly perfect
with my imperfectly perfect imperfections.
With my crooked teeth
and lopsided mouth
I smile.
Because I know my perfect imperfections
make me perfectly flawless.
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