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Me


My eyes sparkle when I smile.

My lips speak beautiful words.

My ears hear wonderful music.

My heart's so sincere, it hurts.

 

My waist is 30 inches around.

My hips and chest are curvy.

My lashes are long and lush.

I am beautiful, surely.

 

But according to society,

I am no precious gem.

My teeth are a little crooked.

I am considered a 7, not a 10. 

 

 

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