Look in a Mirror

January 23, 2015

Brown hair.

Big eyes.

Short legs.

Huge thighs.

Weird jaw.

Crooked teeth.

These are "flaws",

But what counts is underneath.

Shiny hair.

Pretty eyes.

Smooth legs.

Curvy thighs.

Defined jaw.

White teeth.

What I love about my "flaws",

And these do not put me beneath.

They say to love myself less because of my flaws, but I say these flaws make me flawless.

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