Perfection

I can talk about overdosing on a 50 milliliter injection, 

and if love is the drug, then the only side-affect is rejection. 

A dose of love can cure though, while hate can be lethal, 

you have to know which one is the right needle. 

It depends on what you see when you look at your reflection,

it can be nothing, acceptance, hate, or rejection; 

but sometimes rarely, if you look from the opposite direction, 

then you might find the very definition of perfection. 

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