Perfection

Evertime I see your face, a very powerful emotion is stirred up.

It overpowers my anxiety, my grief, my sadness, and tells me 'just keep trying'

I don't know what you see when you look in the mirror,

but I do know there is not another girl on this planet as perfect as you.

This poem is about: 
Me

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