This poem is dedicated to my friend who confided in me, about her perfect Imperfection.
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My cheeks are lined
With the smallest of roses,
The traces of pink give
The prettiest of blushes.
A garden blossomed,
In the midst of December,
And hasn't died since,
The cutest of pimples.
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Perfect Imperfections
PoetryImperfections are beautiful. Absolutely magnificent. One of the many factors that make us humane and don't let anyone make you believe otherwise. These poems are for those people who have been feeling down about their imperfections. I just had to re...
