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Dear Little Princess


close your eyes and stand on the tip of your little toes

shhhh no peaking

and when you need me

just imagine i’m there

i know when you close your eyes you see blackness

but use the little color you can see

and paint me as chubby image in your mind

because let's face it

i will never be small

and i’m okay with that

don’t worry, you will be too

because there is a world made just for you

where cupcakes are the size of flying saucers

dress size doesn't really matter

and pretty is not defined by a number on the scale

so don’t waste your time on all those sour patch kids

because we won’t waste our time waiting on their sweet side

don’t waste your tears on all those fruit snack boys

they might sound healthy, but yall relationship is not

don’t worry you can eat your little heart away

but don’t eat because you're sad

eat because you want to

because you already know you're beautiful

so don’t let them get to you

never cry

every time you cry

michael obama takes away another smile

not just any smile, potatoe smiles

darn the new school lunch

i will lay hershey kisses on every tear that falls from your raspberry cheeks

and if u ever forget

                                               you can keep me (ed sheeran song photograph)

Inside the pocket

Of your ripped jeans

Holdin' me closer

'Til our eyes meet

You won't ever be alone

Wait for me to come home

home is a place you will like to stay

just so you won’t have to go to school

but go anyway cause it’s nacho day

and the only thing that shine better than the school cheese

is your personality

so save your potato smiles and your candy kisses

cause some day some special boy will give you the biggest ring pop

because he knows that he ain't messin with no gold digger

but he knows that diamonds won’t buy your heart

but his sugar just might

so when they tell you watch your weight

you say, sorry i’m not a scale

i’m a huncybunch, sugar plum, plumpy, yumpy yumpkin,

i’m a sweety pie, my shape invited the cupy cake song

so when someone ask you who you are, you say …. this is the monent where you insert - your name and say i’m

beautiful

and don’t you ever forget it

but just incase you might

So you can keep me

Inside the pocket

Of your ripped jeans

Holdin' me closer

'Til our eyes meet

You won't ever be alone

cause i’ll be right by yourside



 

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