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There’s something to be said about
Perfectionism
It’s something of a disease
Injected by well-meaning folk
But really it’s a
Vaccine
Against happiness
It makes things
More than difficult
Makes the people you love
Hate the way you operate
The way you analyze
Dust specks and
Paint cracks and
The intricacies of insignificance
What’s more is that
There’s no such thing as
Perfection
Even the most perfect set of tits
Can have a tumor waiting to be born
A blindingly beautiful sunset
Can have rays of light
Which spark melanoma
Ideals are necessary for focus but
Perfection is a focus which will only seek
To blind you
There’s something to be said about
Perfectionism
It’s something of a disease
Injected by well-meaning folk
But really it’s a
Vaccine
Against happiness
It makes things
More than difficult
Makes the people you love
Hate the way you operate
The way you analyze
Dust specks and
Paint cracks and
The intricacies of insignificance
What’s more is that
There’s no such thing as
Perfection
Even the most perfect set of tits
Can have a tumor waiting to be born
A blindingly beautiful sunset
Can have rays of light
Which spark melanoma
Ideals are necessary for focus but
Perfection is a focus which will only seek
To blind you