Perfect
Everyone expects to much
To be pretty
A model body
Perfect teeth
Beautiful hair
What most never look at
is the inner beauty within
Some die because of these "beautys"
Others hurt themselves
as a way to realse to pain
but were all perfect in our own ways
Some can sing
others can draw
some can read
and others can spell
we're all perfect
You and me
Lift up that smile Soldier
Theres a new tomorrow
with a world full of beauty
and perfection
Including you
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