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The Crack in the Mirror


I catch myself Glancing in the mirror Looking at the image before me Unsatisfied With how crooked my teeth are With the way my stomach hangs over my pants With the acne on my face Unsatisfied And unappreciative of The body I was blessed with For I should be thankful For my eyes that allow me to see the beauty of this world For my ears that let me listen to music that comforts me at my darkest moments For my lips that speak words that can make a change For my legs and feet that move me across the earth But most importantly my optimistic mind For making me realize the beauty of my body Because Those teeth form a smile that could make someone's day That stomach means I have been happily fed That acne means I am growing up These flaws don't determine How beautiful I am on the inside.
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Bajjilllion
<p>I think more people need to read this poem and read poems like this all the time!</p>
Yubyub24
nice poem but im pretty new so my words might be naively given

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