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Beautifully Me


I am a girl.

Not just any girl, a girly girl.

After a night of beauty sleep I rise from my bed,

Dance over to my bathroom and become an artist.

I have as many tools as a construction worker.

Each with a specific task.

Every morning my fresh canvas awaits a masterpiece.

Time consuming? A little.

Worth it? Yes!

Anyone might fail to see past this glam.

But a princess lives in my soul.

The Lord of the universe covers my heart with beauty.

Glittering inside of me sends a sparkle out my eye.

 
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