Naked
Naked
Standing thereNo clothes, no filters to getRid of you blemishes.Just you.You and your bodyThat the almightyGodHas Given You.People need to realize thatGodDoesn't make mistakes.You areGod'sMasterpiece.Flaunt those bigBrown eyes that you have.Flaunt those thighs thatseem to big for you.Flaunt all of it.Because in the end,Whether you like itOr not,It's what makesYou, You.
Standing thereNo clothes, no filters to getRid of you blemishes.Just you.You and your bodyThat the almightyGodHas Given You.People need to realize thatGodDoesn't make mistakes.You areGod'sMasterpiece.Flaunt those bigBrown eyes that you have.Flaunt those thighs thatseem to big for you.Flaunt all of it.Because in the end,Whether you like itOr not,It's what makesYou, You.
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