Imperfect Poem by Chris Newlash
Imperfect
You're only perfect if I make exceptions,
You're only perfect if your flaws are my neglections.
Now you know if i say it, I'm lying to you face.
For every imperfection, I'll outline and trace.
I'll make sure you notice, every single flaw,
I'll make you so aware, self esteem raw.
I'll take my magic marker, and circle all defective.
To make you feel imperfect, will be my objective.
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