smile, you're beautiful
Started from the bottom she never knew
Just how life could be
It took some time, but then she grew
into something everyone could see.
Afraid to make her appearance, for she might not know
if she was even good enough
but radiating from her, a light that would eventually show
she was not weak nor fragile but very tough.
Minus her flaws and her mistakes
They would always say
That no matter how many missteps one makes
You are beautiful every single day
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