I Am Flaw, Perfection's Twin Sister [Poetry]

Perfection is attractive
Ovation is loud around her
Until I appear
All goes quiet
Like a still frame
In a moving picture

I shouldn't be seen
But I am
Right in the centre of Perfection
Like a buzzing bluebottle fly
Around a scrumptious meal
I weave my subtle thread

Perfection may weep forever
For the eyes of admiration
Are no longer on her
As I hang on
A mark upon her colourful canvas
All eyes on me now

I'm the jealous sister
The other half of Perfection
Unbidden and unseen
Until I emerge
Like a glorious sunrise
From the depths of shadow

I am that crack on the fine porcelain
The scar on the soft, smooth skin
The frown on the pretty face
A stuttered word in the orator's speech
Without my presence
Perfection finds no grace

Hide your fugliness
Perfection entreats me
My crooked smile says never
You must embrace me for I am a part of you
And together we make a whole
Of reality and beauty.

What meaning do you make of these verses? I'll gladly welcome your thoughts in the comments.

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