I Am More
Will more mega pixels make me better..
Will a head tilt make love come nearer..
Pounds of make-up consume our idoles faces..
Adjusting more filters make us look more spaceous..
Chronic pain feeds her demeanor..
Realization of flaws make her meaner..
Why must we look apart..
While we're all the same..
Hopes of beauty to come..
Is like waiting for rain after the sun..
Will one normal picture hurt..
Because one Instagram like cant show all ones worth..
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