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Walking Contradiction

by KaylerrrNicole

Contradictions are all around us

Pretty Ugly.

Mad Happy.

Well than let me be the walking contradiction of perfection.

My thigh's don't touch. No Photoshop needed.

My forehead is large, well I am pretty smart.

My nose is wide, something I can't hide.

I have big lips, and invisible tits.

I am a contradiction.

I am perfectly imperfect.

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KaylerrrNicole

Normally i write to prevent myself from doing something stupid. Poetry to be exact. When I'm happy I write stories. When I'm angry I listen to rock. When I'm at my most vulnerable point,I write poems. That i shall now share with you...

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