The perfection in my imperfections

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The Perfection In My Imperfections.

I look at my reflection

And I see the

Perfection in my imperfections

A relaxed demeanor

That nothing in this world

Could tarnish

I catch a glimpse of something

There’s tenderness in my eyes

But it’s filled with revenge.

Filled with anger

Filled with hate for

The evil doers in this world

The kind of hate and anger

That could cause destruction

Like a raging fire

It could cause

Families and nations

To rise against each other

The kind of hate and anger

That could kill the love

Of  a mother

But amidst all of that,

I see the love in my eyes

The kind that is willing

To forgive

The love that can conquer all

The kind that is filled with sorrow

For the pain others go through

The kind that will stand up for others

In the face of danger

I see it all

The perfection in my imperfections.