As He made me
No pimple or pill popping
Yet so beautiul the world's stoping
Overweight and in the hood
Smiling as much a could,
because I can.
Comfort over style
Voice ringing for miles
Feeling the haze of
Having Selfies for days
Loving me, because
I am as beauiful, as perfect, as flawless as He made me.
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