_I am made entirely of flaws, _ stitched together by good intentions. __ Not lacking in virtue by all its laws, _Though, _ who has achieved their personal brand of perfection? __ Oh, do point me in their direction… __ I will be the mirror, _For those who aren’t yet vain or wise enough _ to hold one to themselves. __ And once captivated, Caught in all their illusions of grandeur… _H...