Transforming Flawless
I am not flawless.
I have flaws.
But I try to live my life lawless,
break down my walls.
Like a leaf, I may fall, but like the sea I will rise.
Beauty sells, but self provails.
People might see less and fellas might want more.
But I sit in awe, knowing i represent my beautiful, true, unique self.
Flawless can represent many different things if you have the ability to change the word to your liking.
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