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Who Is She?


All she wants is to be loved. Yet deep inside she hates herself. All she wants is to be beautiful, Yet she looks into the mirror and sees ulgy. Who will tell her that she is loved? Who will tell her of the beauty she posses? You don't have to raise your skirt to prove him you love him. You don't need blue eyes to prove you're beautiful. You've got all you need and some. So raise your head and be proud of who's you are. Not just what you are....A powerful woman.
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JessieWill

I write poems at a whim, but they are always insipered by paying attention to others. I am 18 yrs. old, a senior in high school, and I am slowly reaching my goals. All of which include writing. I live in Detroit, Michigan and I love every minute of it.

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JessieWill
We were watching the film Precious in class this pass semester, I felt the need to write about encourgement for girls like her.

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